Candlelight

A candle to light the way,
Flame to turn night to day,
Illumination can still burn,
Wish and put out, take your turn.

Flickering images on the walls,
Created by Candlelight as it calls,
Seething out in fire even if it can kill,
Seeing inner flesh blacken my only thrill.

Use the light as men use every tool,
All, sundry can burn if lit, who’s the fool?
Damn the match setting off pale wax,
Mercy comes in bits, but light falls in stacks.

– Thomas Spychalski

– Art by Jeff Lesko