Friday, July 28, 2006

Fireboy (I know you)

Fireboy, in time please cool your hot flame,
you are liable to burn the house to cinders.
You rattle the walls when you slam the door,
but your love should be stronger than plaster and paint.

I remember, Fireboy, I was you years ago.
Hair hanging to cover my eyes, shielding
my heart that burned as hot as my head.
And your heart burns hot like your head.

Fireboy, you write in your journal to no one,
poems and memories of your youth. You ache
for the women you'd die for and for their sullen eyes.
Fireboy, you have to learn to let her cry.

Your mind is a stormcloud, your fingertips buzz
and flash like lightning. Fireboy, you fashion the weather.
You make the sky crumble like charcoal.
Fireboy, rain is bleeding from your arms.

You think that now you can never love again,
and Fireboy you are just so wrong.
Pick yourself a clover and a cloud to go along,
and rest your red eyes, Fireboy.

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