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.