fire

behind the mirror
a man cuts the puppet’s strings.
rags in a pile.

in the pregnant day
i abort my hopes and dreams.
i’m not a parent.

the joker now grins.
tapping his fingers templed.
i’ll teach them lessons.

we played the trump card.
put a fox in the hen house.
lost the avant garde.

the dying last breath.
frosted ghost of the past year.
now we breathe again.

spitting crackling fire.
hot in the hearth of my home.
thaw my ice cold heart.