There are many ways to burn
Other than as victim
Of the flaming stake
Or holocaust cost insensate
Or arsonist's match.
There is ardency
Never noticed;
Passion held fast -
Locked in grip
Of silence
Chained to frustration;
Love attended only by
Indifference;
Vain attempt
To be
To contribute
To make a wave,
To say "I'm here" -
To blind insouciance,
Beseeching
Yea, even praying
For blank
To flame up,
Consume us,
In seething
Sputtering, flaming void
To erase us
Without a trace
Of ash.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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