Brush Fire


Stamp!
I extinguish a flame
Burning my soul

Lamp-
From which it came
Fraction of the whole

Spark;
The forest ignites
And becomes a forest fire

Ark
Carrying Noah’s insights
Taking problems even higher

Easy
To lay drowned
Wash all the problems away

Greasy.
Stop it from the ground
Before yet another day

Halt before another problem goes awry
Halt smoke from choking the sky


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