I could see the fire grow at a frightening pace from the transom over the door
The flames heat the square windows and the slim silver panes nestled in-between
The beckoning colors entrance some reason to leave it all behind me and run
But I'm melting down into sand
For one second I felt awake
I tend not to appreciate this dear old life of mine
Misty hills and muddied fields, a placeholder for my regrets
Every inch of this wintery mess is dredged in steep recovery
I'll get through this I'll say in anxious internal encouragement
But I'm melting down into the dirt below my feet
The driveway smolders and the tires sink their teeth into it
Every excuse to delay departure in happily brandished
And so I clambered back pitifully into my childhood home
Where I'm melting down into the wooden tiles below
For one second I felt awake
I tend not to appreciate this dear old life of mine
~
While I'm fixed on the ground
A changed wind blows around
But in time I'll have found
What keeps me at peace
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