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Extinguishing
1
In the tub, I watch a small cranberry-
colored candle burn as water
drains around my thighs.
I hold it in front of my eyes
and singe a long strand of hair
in its flame, pulling away,
then coming back again,
seeing how close I can get the hair
without it burning. I test
the flame’s strength like this
twice, blow out the candle,
and watch smoke roil around
the hot and cold handles,
silently up the white tile.
2
I will have seen an old lady,
looking like marble, walking her dog.
The jazz on my radio will sound too jazzy,
and everything outside will seem too silent.
A black squirrel will scuttle
in front of my car,
and the world will gently end
the way moist wedding cake dissolves.