reverie (gone)

I live inside
a reverie

a candle waved
by its own
flame

in the heat
of the glow
I reside

I am overtaken

by reverie

candle
melted by
its own flame

I shine brightly

and then
I’m gone

and
then

I’m gone

~

Poem #588 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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