“MUSE”
your fire is my fire
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1 min readApr 7, 2017
You didn’t fit the bill, you were far from eligible
you appeared one midsummer’s day, only to disappear
the very next day. Setting love ablaze, a forest fire
within I remain a collection of our memories — a recollection
blazing embers alive in every fragment of every thought
you live inside. You burn, bruise, enthuse. You remain, my muse.
Excerpt from “Slow Burn” and Sestina Synthetica on Chalkboard.