Fingers curl Around a slender object Ripples of heat spread Uniformly from its tip
Sizzle and a white plume The end of my instrument wipes Caressing, a Saharan landscape Tick Silver particles smash Into a plastic tray
A metallic strand reaching out Glowing tip approaches Slow motion, contact Liquefying fusion
Wisps of grey float before my eyes Twirling, hypnotising Fill my eyes and nostrils Smothering, then wandering away