Wednesday, November 7, 2018

it's a start

i burn

a pile of clothes
in
a barrel.

pictures too.

love notes.

the things i treasured
go up
in smoke.

i fix myself a sandwich
and warm
my hands
against the flames.

i say nothing, think nothing.
i free
myself
from all.

i am the ashes floating up
into a blue sky.

i burn

a pile of clothes
in a barrel.

it's a start.

1 comment:

Di said...

so there really was a fire? Or simply a symbolic one. . .??