Forest Fire

screech bloom blackened
lights from the fire
under a canopy
dripping with lighter fluid
see it go up in flames
no protection from burning
undergrowth tinder
overhang fried
this is the way
a forest dies.

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Polyamorous girl, homeschool mom, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.

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