fire

by hook or by crook.
i will make my one thousand.
all tricks for the win.

please leave me alone.
you are smothering my sky.
just a slice of space.

stretch your arms and yawn.
the chrysalis is buried.
soft and tender day.

what are stars by day?
ephemeral beings lost?
or ethereal?

tumbleweed moving
over buried human bombs.
legs safe from landmines.

youth is wasted on
the fickle bones of wise men.
time breaks its coxa.