flaming, crackling, cleansing
you are the one I adore
pokey, brown, and pastry like
you I can’t ignore
I light you, you suck my ear
I extinguish you, you cast out fear
oh ear candle of wonder
how I love to have you near
I knew when I fist saw you
at the nature’s remedy store
that you were like a q-tip
but could offer so much more
It was late in mid September
when we took our first date
We lied together perpendicular
separated by a paper plate.
The room flickering with your flame
I lie still on my bed
patently waiting
for you to cleanse my head
wow, you really did it
your stalk is full of grime
the substance once in my ear
has been removed for all time
thank you ear candle of wonder
for clearing out my wax
i know you are much shorter now
but I can finally hear my sax
curious where you came from
I look you up on the world wide web
I want to know how you really work
and what all the doctors have said
thanks to my DSL connection
the feelings in my gut were confirmed
you are a @#$%ing liar
and you deserve it when you’re burned
Just as I suspected,
you’re a hoax out for cash
that crap on on your inside
was nothing more than ash
Don’t even try to explain yourself now
I totally understand.
I even did an experiment
and used you on my hand
ok wow, you did it again
your stalk is full of grime
I must have waxy palms
I don’t think so. not this time.
oh ear candle of wonder
I hate your huffing and puffing
I am so humiliated
that I did this for nothing







08/26/2009
poetry, Uncategorized