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Fervid night—
i er
candle f c s
l k
a tantalizing blaze.
Light / bleary mind whispers / Achingly, I metamorphosize.
Noctuid anatomy,
thorax propels dark wings
forward…
Obsidian eyes glisten
as flame dances with intensity.
Image sears each photoreceptor
a hundred superimposed suns;
lost in a trance,
I circle closer.
circle circle
circle
Doomed trajectory,
loose inwards
spirals until i inwards,
taper
immolate this fragile body—
watch: instantaneous disintegration.
Reduced to a fine ash,
organs s c a t t e r in the wind;
I watch them d i s a p p e a
feeling weightless at last.
Snigdha Garud is an Indian-American writer who loves reading poetry, particularly metaphorical and visual poetry. She has also experimented with these forms in the past—with varying degrees of success. A current rising junior from Erie, PA, she is an avid painter as well, and loves exploring the overlap between visual art and writing in her work.