Burned

You didn’t touch me

You didn’t come inside

Or hold

You burnt me

Left me to the ashes

Where I might belong

Where maybe I’ll grow

You shut off the light

And slept until the next month

Until the daylight

And I was heated

And thrashed

And converted

You didn’t let me go

You only showed me the tunnel

With your open palms

That my fire couldn’t engulf

I backed

And backed away

Before you could say something

Now I’m burned

Nothing left to ignite

Or start over

Or revive

Relive

I’m burned

Dead

© 2000 David Greg Harth

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