November 17, 2017Poem
Reach out to me
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Reach out to me
I am blind
To reality
It is a truth too far
Lost in your absence
The breath of life
A little weak
To flicker the candle
Carried through the darkness
Of this long night
Rain down on me
Dampen this fire
The heat of it
Melting my heart
Dissolution is no triviality
When the air is so hot
Lungs are a tinder box
How do they continue
To inflate
When every inhalation
Burns itself into memory
Do the alveoli
Dance a figurative
Soft shoe
Keeping the heat off the soul
Bare feet
On hot sand
Shallow gasps
Pitter-patter breathing
A dangerous dalliance
With chance
When the air
Is a sharp knife
Too cool for cats
But something
Needs to break
Before the flame has gone
When all that
Will be left
In the rising
Are the ashes.