I have become a candle.
The flame of my being is on fire
I am watching the candle
melt before my eyes
Soon my eyes shall melt too
My flesh is dripping
upon the earth
leaving my bones naked
and disconnected
The sockets of my eyes
have become empty
My spirit self rises
from what used to be me
and the me I have become
dips her spirit thumb
into the melted mass
of bones and flesh
and devours the me
I never was
Angels of Death
Angels of Life
arrive and say,
Turn from the unreal to the Real
and when I do
my spirit body
becomes a candle
My spirit self melts
and reveals a new self
and when I turn to look
I see nothing
where my spirit used to be
and the new me
the me I Am now
begins to melt . . . .
