blowing out birthday candles

extinguished.
the air in your lungs – exhaled –
it makes a quick turn
spirals and vanishes
light becomes dark
young becomes old
the smell of ash and earth
and carbon beginnings
gone to the ceiling
in a birthday wish sparking
through grey wrinkles.

1 Comment

  1. Jody Costa says:

    from the “matisse/picasso” journal… circa 2004-2005 i think

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