firewalk/

       firewalk
              that one night we
         burned i
     blinded by rope-taut
             knot twisted
 around broken shards
    beating still, beaten,
battered, bruised
          held your hand
  wondering what 
stars were wrought
      cold things, skyward

curious now, the fate-twist
  if i launched ships
             to a place without 
rain
    braving the red-hot flames

Originally posted on sceadugenga.com

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