(Fire) Inside



I was doing okay

preparing my way

saying meditative thoughts

like prayers conjuring.

The path, no math, epitaph,

phrases spindling, burning like kindling

fire inside, divide, hide myself from you

words from above: that’s not love.

No, I know, it’s self-preservation

renouncing flirtation, doesn’t fit the equation

of love, no elation, salutation, no feeling

like stealing your breath away

away, away, no say,

not okay.


2/13/2018 Sascha Darlington

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