Crack my bones like dry kindling and make more room for some logs. Then set them on fire watch my body burn hotter than any star. If you feel queasy at how I burn so easy then maybe turn away. Let me die out with the flames. Don't douse me. But my dignity is something you're not willing to give. So you take the water and toss it on me. A fire put out, can't die on its own. I'm just embers and ashes that you leave out in the open. A day and night passes and you return to the spot to poke a stick at my cinder heart. You're shivering, are you cold? It's too bad I have no bones left to warm your icy soul. I'm a fire put out, can't die on my own. I'll see you home.