Monday, September 16, 2013

Err so Tiny

Even so, a
Candle flame can
Bring the building burning
Crash about you, lash
And flare to embers all
Possessed and loved and
Worshiped in a lockbox, kept
In privy, cold, beyond old
Kelpers' reach and fishers'
Lure, and so secure until
That latch undone, that
Carpet corner torn, and tripping
Beat all safeties ends to
Meet, thy fascinating fibers
Face to floor.

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