in the 500s

• you are the kindest of the kindling i have ever lit ablaze
• your light near blinds me; your warmth near burns me, and oh -
  i just wish that it would.
• sparks rising to the sky, and i call: please,
  take me with you. take me with you.
• you will burn yourself to ash trying to warm my heart
• a six-foot-tall bonfire on an empty beach at night:
  and a list of other things i've never had

idk man, been watching that "christmas fireplace" channel or whatever all day while my dad and i cleaned and shit. fires are stuck in my head i guess.

goodnight.