May 15, 2011
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i need my fragments of destruction
to keep the night warm.
candles help.
their wretched burning, the way
shadow drowns itself in the wax.
endings. the snap of the finish.
i grasp a curl of melted wax
in two fingers, break it.
at last

something true.

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