Saturday, Oct. 05, 2002/10:39 pm

candle flame

The flame flickers,

nervousley in the dark.

bright lit colours

amber and deep red

project onto the walls

a deepest force

deadly serenity

keeping things alive

pools of wax fall down the side

slowley

piece by piece

gently

spilling into a pool

that sticks to the surface

reluctent to move

try to wipe it away

but it scorches your hand

keep your wrist over the flame

brand the flesh

light the veins

pulsing colour spreads

this feeling inside

awakens me

put the flame out

the burning would stop

but everything else would wither

and die.