Pouring Raining Riboflavin

To write a poem
is to light a roman
candlelight in the night
From one side of a parallel
In which it fell
Down we go, down
The rabbit hole of nothingness
Attempting to grab a hold
of fireflies on the other side
Of the darkened moon.
A room unchanged in
Memory, so vividly that never happens
Dampened by a a number
The same on that you can
Call a roman candle
Moonlight, flight of a bird
In the nighttime
Consecutive, back to back
What's here that you lack
Better find out
Before the roman Moonlight
Of the roman candle, goes out.