foggy dawn - february 18, 2008

the note asked the last
one to leave the booth
to extinguish the candle

the light has gone out

said the shaken one
while the other lamp
stalled
by the dusty road
went without a sigh
promises
from podiums
minarets
cascade
reverberate

for sister the light works
and in vacuous fog
yearning
it find its way
to me as i write
by the flickering
flame