Wildfire

I found the forest that housed my family tree,
wandering the soft ground with a weary sigh,
dropping matches and lit cigarettes until flames licked the harsh, hard wood of my past and I watched it burn, with a blank expression.

One response to “Wildfire”

  1. Something can be said for burning the bad memories of your past away. I choose to forget them.

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