Death
Always pondered
Sometimes
Wanted
Fires die
It's what they do
My fire died
Along with the raging of
The New One
Images re-running
Are now not only images
But
Reality
Again
Fires die
It's what they do
Dead fires
Lead to
Cold
Cold leads to
Numbness
The trees
Oh, the trees
Although still
Twisting and turning
No longer bother
Me
Temporary fires
Kept me
Alive
However left me
Hollow
New images now
Run
Images that are truly
Reality
Every time I see a burning
Fire
The New One
Appears
Fires die
If left alone
Although, if
Untamed
Fires can illuminate the night sky
