The man candle.
You think you can huff and puff
Til you blow the house down.
But, can you sit petite and apple sweet
While the master draws you again?
And can you smile
At the critics style
As they discuss your former positioning,
And as they read blue
From old smile to new,
And just wink at their agnosticism?
Think back on this night,
How the flickering light
Waned down and waxed the releases,
How the tower shook,
How he painted that look,
Til you leaned the whole city of Pisa.
-jenn long
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