White Night

Bones aren’t this color.
Their darkness is on the inside,
not the outside.

This is the white of a tunnel
in a paraffin candle
from which the wick has been pulled:

burning isn’t an option,
you have to keep moving to stay ahead
of the cold on its pale horse.

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with 100 trillion of his closest microbial friends — a close-knit, symbiotic community comprising several thousand species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa. In a similarly collaborative fashion, all of Dave's writing is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the "share alike" provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).

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