Talking Flame

I had an entire conversation

With a burning incense cone last night.

The flame said happiness was possible.

The glowing blue below

Said everything was all right.

It held me in its flickering gaze

With arms to small to see.

I followed its movements

Into total stillness

And it bored itself inside of me

Until I couldn’t tell us apart.

I couldn’t.


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