Thursday, 14 July 2016

waxy thoughts

five red candles
dimly lit the paper
as I wrote to you
my tears
their waxy rivulets
melted together
the dying thoughts
as we slowly burnt down
to our beginnings
eventually
finally
both went out
only to be read
by the darkness
that swallowed them





(started on the 4th June 1993 - when I used to write by candlelight)