fire hovers in the doorway
where i ponder burning my
skin for cash
doorknob burns
fire touches ceiling
backdraft makes a decision
fire hovers in the doorway
where i ponder opening my
heart for love
doorknob burns
fire touches healing
bursting into decision
self-immolation
fire hovers in the doorway
where i ponder the eviction
forcing my hand
thought
one person’s backdraft is but singe to the hair of human misery.
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