This Candle - an art work & poem by T Newfields
Aiko: The author can keep his candle away from me.
Cindy: (ignoring Aiko) What should be sacred, if often profaned.
Fortunately, most of the poem is incomprehensible.
Don: (shaking his head) What a waste of time!
Bai-Luo: How much nonsense is needed before we awaken?
Cindy: Isn't still time for dreams? Don't you prefer sleep?