What is Wax for?

Seemingly tainted skin?

Why do we use it.

Soft mutilatable candles try their hardest to bring us light.

Chilled molten hearts gooey and hopeful.

Nothing but good and perseverance in store.

We should appreciate them a bit more.

Cinnamon center coaxing my judgement with the sugary permeation

The blessing of creation

We made wheat to bread and grapes to wine

We will make ourselves what we want for the rest of time

Fruitless senders basket bare

Rubber bones tearing as a stretchy story

Starchy lies stained on folded yellow papers

Ideas inky on the grasslands.

Words malleable in our hands

Clippings mixing our minds

Trust slipping through the blind

Lantern now where a candle shone

Change destroys past inventions

Bad things bloom from good intentions

Oil flickers remind us of a matching life now stone