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Strange Couplets #2: More People on Fire

Posted in Assholes, Fire, Fragments, People, Poems, Politics on July 25, 2010 by Insert-Silly-Name-Here.ai

People on fire are quenched by the storm
smoldering wet and mumbling ‘reform’
their hands turn to ashes and their words into dust
their guts into pumice and their hearts into rust

These people on fire are buried in clay
and they harden and deaden and wither away
but in the holes that they left their ghosts linger on
and the soil above is more porous anon

People on fire spontaneously combust
when a lifelong breeze hits a sudden gust
a crackle and spark from the toes to the hair
a towering inferno, a thunderous gale

People on fire should prompt you to run
unless you’re prepared or just there for fun
and it’s best to escape or carry some salt
so if you ignite at least it won’t be your fault