Candle

A day is a candle that’s burnt at both ends:
I and time
are melting.
                                                   This melting
                                          is not a symbiosis:
                                              rather parasitic.
Eating each other 
Time and I,
take what's good for the getting:
he me, I him.
                                         The light goes out 
                                                  around 2PM.
Then the wax is used for
tacking up the speedboat bottom:
glides across the water.
                                                 Spreadsheets
                                               don't go faster
                         with wax on their bottoms.
What a 
shame!
                                            I know this, and
                          I still light the candle, and
     I still use the wax on the spreadsheets.
On
fumes
running:
the smoke wafting
in the ventilation shafts.
                                                  The dark is
                              nothing to be afraid of:
     tomorrow will bring its own matches
                      and another candle to burn.