fire

a hard day of night
blackens the mood and the thought.
the silence blisters.

wrestling with the clutch
of the devil’s shiny hand.
seeking false blessings.

the long wide searching.
scratching at the dark corners.
coming up snake eyes.

the new and shiny
blinds my eyes with its dazzle.
i’m a fool for gold.

morning has broken.
the yolk now a scrambled mess.
begin anew now.

by inches and feet
the whole world comes to meet you.
gullible’s travels.