Extinguishing

by Sunshine   Jun 25, 2020


It was a clear morning outside the yellow kitchen
when the grey weather foreboded mischief.

I was trying to build a vision
but lost myself by the window
and forgot my bricks on the stove.

The burning stone devoured me into ashes

and today,
all my chances
are but embers in the grate.

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