honors came
audiences were granted
wealth was unquestioned
then one day
he pawned it all for love
and became a needy hobo
using as a blanket,
this passion
his own immolation
found the night not wanting
for anything
and his ash revealed
an unmistakable viewpoint
that the un-burnt
simply can never imagine
love plays with its breath
like fire passing through
the flute of a full moon
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