"The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits." G.K. Chesterton

Thursday, December 9, 2010

The Flame

At first it flickers giddily in the solitary confinement of the candle, unperturbed by the inevitable end awaiting at the end of the wick.

This initial interval the flame enjoys is followed by the realization of its doom, which manifests in hysterical quivers of despair.

Following a smoldering agony some soot remains, blemishing the nearby wall.

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