The Beginning

This isn’t a story
Of said soot-covered bird
Shaking free 
And flying easily
No, this is a tale
Of embers still around me
Smoldering and dying
It’s hot as hell
And filthy here
There’s barely air
For breathing
And darkness only
Pierced by flame
Searing my skin
I’m fighting to survive
Again
At some expense
I’m choking
Rising is not winning
It is instinct
To stop the pain
To find cool wind
Sweet oxygen
And to postpone
The end

-me

Photography: The Beginning of Ashes, by Mikael Aldo

~ by April on October 22, 2021.

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