gasoline-fueled flames flicker like fragments deified
cross burning embers petrified of trump’s kingdom come
a blaze of glory implodes in the alley
gasoline fire no fucking joke
smothered with mulch and antifreeze
still sirens scream in to quell the conflagration
strike one came when i heard a voice in my head telling me it was time to go out to smoke
strike two was the liminally accidental spill of gasoline along the path to the smoke shop
strike three came when eager embers from the BBQ conveniently leapt into the nascent inferno
no god, no woman, no flood, no scream can spare mortal man from fuego’s deadly whip
karmic conflagration taming imagination
recreating broken boundaries
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2016
visual art by Favianna Rodriguez >> @favianna >> favianna.com
