The fire in
you has dulled,
look for a cause
and there it is
bullet wound
where
world has
gotten in.
it’s sin and stain
and pain.
there’s no
medicament
to take
you must wait, feel it’s
searing
heat and bitter cold,
it’s love and
anger,
young and old.
When it finally goes,
seal skin,
take care
not to let its
madness back in.