A Poem in The Meeting Brownlee Anthology

Faulty Lighting

Candle near the window
Ballerina flame
Pirouettes in its sphere
Melting world

Paper as mirror
Pen dances in pool of shadow
Forming its world

Time. Wax cools. And words.
Fuel exhausted. Flame forgotten.
Blackness hides the word stains.
And Rorschach wax.

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