Matches

A poem

Photo by Jamie Street on Unsplash

Well, hey
if we’re meant for burn out, anyways
if I am firework,
waiting
and you are smoking tinder,
close to flame
if we are going to burn
anyways
let me be Fourth of July
a firework finale
and you can be
summer bonfire
And if we are going to
burn
and burn
and burn
out
anyways,
let’s do it together
throw my fireworks into
your flame
let’s start a wildfire
let us become
scorched earth