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11-07-22-20-15

it flickers

you stare at the space
where the fire meets the wick
the invisible halo
that crowns the candle

and it flickers

and you realize your skin
can't stand to be touched by another

it flickers

and you remember the nights
she held onto you
and you thought she would never let go

it flickers

even if it burns

it flickers

you stare
and swear
that space is portal
you could reach through
and caress HER skin
if only the fire was big enough

and it wouldn't flicker

like a paint chipped window shutter
in an Oklahoma twister
you heart becomes a tease
no longer protecting the pane
threatening to shatter
and let in the rain
soaking the pictures

it flickers

because there's not enough oxygen
because there's too many people
in this room

and it flickers
and you wonder

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