It was an unfortunate accident
Besetting ardor
Hear words
Uttered with no effort
And all the convenient
Excuses
Hits and misses
Which part wore the other down?
The naïveté that needs to be doused
As it haplessly runs around
With intense, bright red ember
And scissors for tong
Devious in the dry field
Vehement retribution in its song
This heart
is ready to burn
danDAman 