billabongwater
Not much have I written. Nor have I many thoughts. But by my heart, I swear, what little I have made, I offer to the altar of criticism.
Fire or ice
Is a question you asked me often
most of the time
I thought you were
entertaining me with hypotheticals
mixing reality with fantasy
fire or ice
and answer mindlessly
without thinking
quick
you’ll overthink it
fire
will consume me
and my insides will be left exposed
ice will be more gentle
I said
it will allow me to fall asleep
pretend I’ll have a pleasant dream
you on the other hand said you’d pick fire
just for the pleasure of watching
it all burn
but what did I do
to belong in the flames?