A Semblance of Normalcy

Burns

Kindred flame burns those of kin
While stranger ice freezes the wound within.
With the pressure of the world
Searching for a replacement,
A crevice grows into a fissure
As the tower bends towards the pavement.
Gradually, the lines blur
when a match sets fire to sulfur.
Rapidly, the clouds are soot-covered
As the sky drips with honey.