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The Moth (standard:poetry, 147 words)
Author: kendall thomas Added: Oct 14 2001Views/Reads: 2244/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)


Our lives are like 

the flutter 

of paper wings 

over an open flame. 

The wings of the moth 

as it flitters about the fire. 


How brief and futile thin 

its hour; how frantically 

it avoids the dark 

and seeks the light. 


What terror has it known 

that even this small thing 

wants the same as I: 

light, warmth, life and love? 


Try to kill me, it says, 

and I will fly. 

Isolate me and I will die. 

Pull me too close to the flame 

and I will burn. 


The flutter of my tiny wings 

are kisses against your lips 

that say the smallest things can love. 


Some will shun these thoughts 

and some will scorn 

but all things that live 

want to live, 

and all things that love 

have need of love-- 

and I, 

I can only pity this. 



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