A Pyromaniacial Glossary

You likely think living in a burning building is a temporary thing. 
No. It's a lifestyle unchosen--a birthright.
Nothing gets old here, that's true--
everyone wears the latest oily rags.

Kiss me, taste my turpentine lip gloss.
True love for ten minutes, 
then a hundred alarms,
a million exits.

Containment? Oh fuck, you're funny.
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for Friday 55.

 

Bedtime Story

Have you ever tripped at the top of the stairs,
to find you weren't at the top of the stairs,
but in bed
startled awake?

Have you ever watched a girl in sailor dress and shoes,
a spinning ballerina in sailor dress and shoes,
on the slick rocks
by the side of the lake?

I dreamed of blonde hair spread on the water.
I dreamed I was running, screaming,
by the side of the water,

then I was awake,
destroyed and
gasping.

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for Mama Zen's Words Count at Real Toads. I blew past the word count. Forgive me, MZ!

inspired in part by Lauren Belfer's novel "City Of Light", which my BFF Hedgewitch so kindly gave to me.