I burnt a bridge tonight

September 2, 2012 | Filed under: Poems | Posted by:

burn a bridgeI pour oil on it,

Slowly, ponderously, carefully.

I want to do it right,

No mistakes.

I run a finger through the fabric of the bridge,

The old frayed rope uncoiling in places,

It’s a pack of cards this bridge,

IT will crumble soon on it’s own.

But where is the satisfation?

Where is the unbridled joy,

The hunger of the flames as they eat up what’s left of the bridge?

The anger rises in me,

Patience, patience,

It’s like a red hot flame,

Like an inactive volcano,

Like a sleeping dragon,

It’s quiet, waiting,

Waiting to be unleashed in all it’s glory,

Till nothing is left in it’s path.

I hold the flame aloft,

The bridge dripping oil,

The flame now,

The flame leaves my hand,

And ever so slowly,

It lands, it waits, and then it

BURNS!

BURNS!

I can feel the heat,

The searing hate.

The rope uncoils,

It unwinds, it writhes as if in agony.

Years of work, all going up in a flash,

Suddenly it’s not so warm,

Suddenly I feel cold,

What have I done? What can I do now?

And then it grows colder,

It’s not my fault really,

The oil was poured by someone else,

The rope was frayed by someone else,

Why am I guilty?

What have I done wrong?

I turn away,

Let it burn.

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