IRENE


A candle
That spoke in your voice
Ignited our room every night
By the distance of our distance

As sweat fuelled the candle
The flame became a fire
And we became shadows
Dancing on the walls

We removed our black stars
And put out every white one
In the sky
Until it was dark

A grey wax drop
Now speaks in your absence
Douses that room every day
By the distance of our distance

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