The P Word

Remember the night that we set your house on fire?

The heat on my skin (so hot)

And you pulled me rolling over and over into the flames

Reverse destruction in that spark of light

Like a fiery roller-coaster or bumper cars falling 10 stories.

Lightening doesn't hit this hard.

Or fast.

Like two circuits in a tesla coil,

We resonate...

Where can we go? I screamed over the sound of the sirens.

The flashing lights a disco in my head.

And you just smiled.

Smiled...

Speaking volumes up to ten.

On and on it raged until the dawn pulled us from the charred embers

Of the night..

Covered in sweat, and fear, and wonder.

I wonder...

Can you hear my thoughts when I think of backwards driving through the forest of your mind?

Snow caped scented pine tree on the rearview mirror.

Bouncing down that bumpy road.

Again...

I'm paralyzed by the sign language of your eyes.

Attempting to speed read between the lines of this novel, as you strike the match and light the pages.

And we burn again, and again, and again.