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by March 20th, 2009 - Creative » Poetry »

I stick a match

stabbed

the middle of my eye

Squinting…
and wincing…
and winking…

I strike it
and watch it
burn down…

to the licking…
lapping…
wick…
of my self

It sputters
and splinters
and sizzles out

And without evidence
continues
something more


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