Forest Fire

Spite sparking fires
a reminiscent reminder of the wild ones
too close crowing in the ear
death drags along a Hellish flame,

Gone, grown like trees sprouting leaves
leaves living with strange colors
the sensation sizzling as the burning
consumes completely the past,

Avid anger in the movements of nature
not necessarily nurturing the
destruction endured
taken to the extreme like a martyr
Down desire, down desire,

Envy emptied into the belly of the beast
pain permeated then released
Bask brilliantly in the undertow
fearing forever below.