3 days

i just had a hundred ideas
which came and went

did you get one?

3 days of alone time
but she keeps leaving messages
while i suffocate
under a blanket of sand
and dirt

i breathe smoke
and drink fire water
to exist

she lives in a fantasy

who doesn't?

her sweetness stings me
like a fire i want to run from
but which appears in all directions

burn me beyond recognition

i feel the heat
creeping up the stairs
down the hall
ravaging
like hordes of invaders
intent on destroying everything

only to give rise
to rebirth
like the sun
casting it's warm glow
on newly painted walls

the fresh scent
a symbol of this new day

this new life

rejuvenate me