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,
2/13/2018 Sascha Darlington
2 thoughts on “(Fire) Inside”
Wonderful poem – the imagery is amazing
Thank you so much!