Start with one Open it lie it down
on a burning Duraflame log Blackening
Curling until it puffs
out into a Martha Stewart decorative crepe paper
ball I’m not kidding it looks exactly like that
am I right and turns into a pink rose
thin layers of baklava how can it burn for
so long Add
more books 100 is a lot
The heat scares
you Oh how you once loved
your story Some pages
fall away red burn lines creeping soft Cotton
They’re persistent suckers though how can it
take this long Plan
on at least a day or find a furnace
incinerator beach bonfire
something BIG if you wanna get outta
there before you change your mind
Oh my, this looks serious. If you are describing reality, I pray you are doing okay. Memories can be painful things, but losing them can be even more painful.
hi indytony,
well, first of all, i take all poetry very seriously! secondly, this particular event was more of a relief than pain. and i thank you for caring, very much.
I’m glad you found some relief, then.
confetti parade! dancing for you here. memories can paint us into a corner. glad to see you do this!
whoa, what a great response. thank you!