Light My Fire
Long since dead
(Brothers, Sisters, don’t fret death;
you have no idea),
I watched from a tree limb
thru lizard’s eyes
as my “Love Street” house burned
and while the town called
for the arsonist’s head,
I praise his dark mind
and unfashionable deed.
It’s been too long since anyone
lit my fire.
I drop my tail in ecstasy!
Sirens wail.
