Fire in my eyes
Fire in my breath
but no hearth keeper to tend
Fire in my mind and fire in legs. As I run.
What am I burning to keep it lit?
What scorch marks stain the kiln?
Fire in/as my heart and soul
Sputtering, roaring, waning in the dark
Who is there to tend to the light?
What is left?
(after)
(behind)
(alone)
Fire in my gut. That finally comes out.










