A wise tale, an old saying
One that old people, whether in spirit or in body, say is
"If you can't stand the heat
Get out of the kitchen."

What they fail to mention
The details they leave behind on the floor
Is that sometimes the kitchen
Is everywhere you go
Outside forces trap you
And it gets hotter, suffocating every whim you have
That may let you escape.

You pass out before you can leave.
Or the flames engulf your body
Your mouth fills with thick, black smoke
As you fall to your knees and beg for your life back.

Everything you have, stripped away.
Everything you love, gone.
Everyone who loves you, weepy.

They don't tell you that sometimes the heat
Turns into a fire.