My Last Match

down to one
how shall I use?
light a cig?
or fire for warmth?
well, I don't smoke,
and it's summer, and hot
so what do I do with...
this marvelous wonder I got?

don't answer too quickly,
cause I know what you'd say
I'm not gonna shove it,
in such a place that may,
not need it's warmth,
not need it's light...
but surely there...
it'd be out of sight!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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