burn out

You light the grey tip
And the flame is brilliant
It is magical
You wave it rapidly
Making random patterns
In the fecund air
Circling and swishing
Figure eights and blurry lines
Super heated
It is as beautiful
As it is short lived
Bringing laughing joy
Before it suddenly ends
Leaving the grey ash
Ugly and used up
Bent and twisted
By the extreme heat
Cold in your hand
With memories
Of radiant luminosity
Imprinted behind closed
And tired eyes

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One Response to burn out

  1. mrmodigliani says:

    Come on now. Sparklers are fun!

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