Dead Air

Lying on the floor
Staring at the flames
Flickering blue and red
The air is dark
and yet the flames seem dull
not alive just fighting
to keep burning and alight
to keep dancing seductively
to keep sparkling bright
to keep warming the air
the air that's so empty and cold
the air that's dead.
The air that's black.
The air that's cold.
Constant struggle to keep fighting.
Staring at the flames.