Smallest Flame
by clippedtrust
· 31/12/2025
Published 31/12/2025 18:45
No reservation, no loud
applause. Just the kitchen light
too bright.
A single slice, cheap cake.
From the store. My own hand
did the bake.
One candle, thin white wax,
dripped fast. Like time it went.
No tax
or obligation. Just quiet.
My best one, no fuss.
No riot.