FLICKERING

 
Loose limbs groove along
to the sweet, sardonic sound
of Alice In Chains.
The room is only alight
by the otherworldly orange
of a flickering candle.
Molly sprawls and stares at me.
 
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Nostradamus

 

God bless Molly and you.. Gazing at

a flickering candle was Nostradamus' gateway into

  mystical experiences... Your poems also are