A second cousin,
                 descended from the great:
                 So common,
                    jostled, jumbled
                 in a crowd of others.

                A glimpse of light,
                 and then
                    isolation in the dark
                    ( with others, but alone.).

                Again, a flash of light,
                    and someone else.
                 His despair deepens.

                At last,

                 separated from the rest
                 in a burst of flame,
                 silent, but for a hiss of burnt desires,

                                        he dies.



                Such joy in death.



                                        The life of a match.