Saturday, November 13, 2010

seize the day

just now i lit a match
touched its flame to a piece of paper
starting my fire
though it's burning through artificial logs
its embers are as real as i am
and they are heated
with a flame from a match
from a book made of white
hidden in a drawer
under flash lights and batteries
stashed in the back
forgotten
and found
to help warm my skin
from the freezing thoughts of you