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wind pulsates upon

dry lit candle

whipping this wand that i twirl;

it falls on flattened scrolls,

forming fragmented words

that time has precluded before.



a frisson forms in space,

like a flame impassioned;

melted tallow flowing in succession,

i fondle words

blinking flickers of avaricious need.



let me indite.