To Save a Soul from the Mirror

F(l)ame defiles
once unzipped, like it’s

     how to defy it
     as it licks
     in all our
     glow night denies it?

     blown out softly, spit
     past forests
     home before pilots

     low enough to it
     that each sweats
     yet shivers—
     cold, ignored by its

Igniting unquenched
tongues lying

     shown out before we’d
     had chances
     to try our
     own worn hands at it,

     drowned hope and our gifts
     as if this
     some closure to kids

     down through dark ages
     as agents
     of desire
     unlicensed to act