Saturday, October 16, 2010

Pyromaniac

I started a fire today.
I didn’t mean to but I did.
It was just a spark.
A tiny little spark.

As if through another’s eyes,
I watched myself fan the spark
‘Til it became a flame.
Before I knew it, it was a blaze.

I couldn’t put it out.
It blazed beyond my control
And the damage was done.
Nothing I did could change it.

I started a fire today
Without match or wood.
My tongue was the match,
More devastating than any forest fire.

Yes, I started a fire today.
I didn’t mean to but I did.
It was just a word,
A tiny little word.

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