Friday, March 7, 2008

The Last Dance

It flickered
And was gone
And darkness
What the flame
Had secreted
So long

They were all here
All the while
And they danced
With me
Round and round
The ring of life
And were gone

Why do they dance
Towards the fire?
Where do they go
When its not there?
How many moths
To quench the flame?
How many deaths
To end this game?

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