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Snuffed
You put a jar over the flame, Snuff me out before I have the chance To burn. How could you-- Leave me alone in here? My strength, like the wax, Can dripdripdrip for so long until I end up a pool of goo. My patience, the wick, isrunningshort. You encompass me with those jack- O-lantern eyes, bind me With that W-ed grimace that You can pass off as a smile. And when I guide you Up the path, you'd much rather Take the shadow, so that The cobwebs, and the Pinpricks, and my Scabby knees don't matter While you are moths, Swarming round the blue light-- It's the most comfortable Death by far; Because so long as your capacity Refuses to ensnare me, it Doesn't have to be your fault. (I am flaring, fighting long, satin shadows That weave their way over My poems.) I beat against the panes (You have to admit, your rapport is just transparent), But there's no getting through. It doesn't matter; I could blow myself out, And all it would do Is give you an excuse To buy a better light.
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