Shoot the Sun

By , Botkins, OH
They say to breathe in, breathe out,
But never mention choking.
So many words burning in my mouth,
My tongue is smoking.
Maybe the fire will be smothered
If I keep my mouth shut,
Just press my lips closed—
It sounds easy, but
If I want to be honest,
I want to release the fire
And see the forest aflame
In a relieving hot pyre.
The vibrant orange and red—
A beautiful spirit, the fire—
I’ll laugh away my sanity
As I see the flames get higher.
The manic joy won’t last long, I know,
Because there’s still the smoke to breathe
And I’ll be choking all over again,
But it will all be worth it, I believe.
The fire I started might kill me in the end,
But you’ll all remember me
When you look to that horizon line
And a flickering orange stain you’ll see.
You’ll see.





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