Thursday, August 20, 2015

Anger is always associated with fire

You want me to make a poem of it?
I'll make a poem of it.

Since you need answers,
            some understanding in the way I  marry Centralia
to you.
There was no fire.
There was no fire.

It wasn't like we expected. 
So a ghost town means a ghost heart, huh? Must we always search for a link between every arbitrary impulse? 
It's only fire. 
It's only fire. 

You ask if I'm 100% sure.
It's like saying "always" or "never." 
Didn't you learn anything in science class? 

But I saw it with my own eyes.
There was no fire.
There was no fire.

I'll put your questions before mine.
It's the selfless thing to do. 
I know how much you want selfless, like all the rest...  
You like how I smell from afar
but your kind is always so quick to bath me
in cages 
of attention,
demanding me to tiptoe on hot coals. 
"It's only fire. 
It's only fire." 




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