Moths and Flames

I wake to find a moth circling It grazes my face and leaves behind  its dust My mother used to…

Damilola

March 11, 2012

I wake to find a moth circling
It grazes my face and leaves behind  its dust
My mother used to say flames drew moths
Is that what i have become, Mama?
A fire without twigs
A fire unaided by lighter fluid
A fire fueled by tears


Sleep finds me a second time
The moth circles as my eyes close
I am all out of tears
And the fire is almost out


Pretty little moth 
Fly fly away
Before the tears return
And the flames burn anew
You might not survive the next inferno


Song of the day: Dido- Who makes you feel

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