Shadows Cast by a Dying Light

Like fingers
Out from the depths
And into the shallow room
Only to recoil
As the flames flicker
Growing and shrinking in a steady pulse
As their source is slowly expended
Matter into energy
Flowing out in waves
Of heat and light
Obstructed at times
But never in entirety
As there are always strange deviations
Which lick and curl
Around every edge and corner
Exploring in idle naivety
What can and should be
As they do
The space between

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