Cannot See Poem by Kewayne Wadley

The world is but a flame
burning on top the wick of a candle
In uncontrolled chaos.
Eventually it swallows the wick
It's scent the flavor between
you & I
The world is but a puzzle
broken into a million pieces
stacked on top of each other.
Eventually this flame
will burn out
& all of the pieces will scatter.
& when it does
I'll finally admit
that I am lost without you
Surrounded in nothing but dark.
A moth bumping into everything
it cannot see-