The flame never lit is never extinguished, but keeps on burning (a poem)

Today’s entry.

Candle fragrance
snakes through the room
wood and spice
settling upon the tongue
mouths water

Clothes absorb
the imaginary smoke
anticipating the closets
they will soon imbue
with the flavors they bring home

(14 September 2017)

 

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