Tuesday, June 21, 2011

ditchweed

You like to start fires, kid

I get it-

flames are pretty

and that crackling is relaxing

but let’s set one rule:

only in chests with fireplaces.

Mine is an open field

in the middle of July.

Took a year for the grass

to grow back

after that last match.

And there are still bare places

thirsty earth

soaking a grudge.

And I tried to plant seeds,

in the cracks in the dirt.

They laughed at me

and said, there is a reason

broken things are naked.

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