Friday, December 28, 2018


Prophetic Fire

"I have a feeling it's gonna burn,"
He said of his old house while we stood in his driveway.
"Lots of things burn out here, ya know?"
He relapsed into a faraway smile
And never heard another word I said.

The promise of phoenix rising means everything to him,
But he has a bootstrap theology.
He pulls himself up.
He doesn't bother praying for a disaster
That he has the power to create on his own.


-jenn

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