Jan 08

Playing With Fire

When I was younger, 
I liked to taunt
the candles on our
dining room table. 
I would blow
my breath
towards the flame, 
watch the light
shake and stumble, 
and just when 
it seemed like
the flame would
disappear, 
the light came back. 
I did this
over and over
as the clock
slowly
ate time
and darkness
slowly 
ate the sky.