Lucidity

Past five, he was watching the candle go grim;
the light dimming, until he was hearing
what it seemed to be the resumption
of barely-breathing, consequential;
despising that morning he found himself
basking
in warm furrows
of endlessness

Where the dimming resumed was
that afternoon when he picked up
the soggy mail
from the gate rusting
smelling the handlebars of childhood--
that
mingled in sweat--

There was fire created with the friction
electric
dimming of the eyes
a thousand ways
grim