Bonfirefighter

Bonfirefighter

A Poem by Kelly Taylor

At the edge of the pit sits a bonfirefighter

Eyes like a madman and clutching a lighter

Gasoline in his veins, he’s gonna burn brighter

And they’re all gonna see it so he smiles wider.

He’s got a sunset in his soul.

 

Dirt under the nails and freckled cheeks

He’d writhed and withered for seven weeks;

He knows he’s just another one of the freaks

He moves like a movie and never speaks.

He’s got a hangdog on his back.

 

Waves are crashing and stars are flashing

And all the while his mind goes thrashing

Dying in blues and relentlessly slashing

Staring blankly in night, his teeth still gnashing.

He’s got skin knit from lows.

 

He’s shot swords for broken bones

Hopping over stepping stones

Hopscotch playtime with the drones

Of the kids he’d never known.

He’s got greatness somewhere.

 

Screen door squeaks and swings wide open

He turns ‘round and now he’s hoping

Boy comes out and helps with coping

He sees the smile and stops his moping.

He’s got blood on his brain.

 

They look in the pit at all of the mess

Together, for once; no more, no less

Boy laughs but only lightly protests

He’s not all there, he must confess.

He’s got it all right in the wrong.

 

The smell of the fuel wavers in and it clashes

Lives are remade like lightning flashes

The old memories fly, used like matches

Pretty soon, it’ll all just be ashes.

He’s got burns in his heart.

 

With a flick of the wrist the sun reappears

White hot heat and crackling cheers

Weaving through splinters, approaching the ears

Of the bloodmen, one broken into tears.

He’s got downtown steady bones.

 

A forever endeavor to get rid of it all

Even if it means an against-self brawl

With arms way back, he begins to sprawl

His past mistakes have their curtain call.

He’s got controversy laced in his veins.

 

Wide-typed stereotype on the run

He swears up and down he’s more than done

Red streaks scarred from everyone

That life is over; he’s had his fun.

He’s got pain and he’s gonna make it okay.

© 2011 Kelly Taylor


Author's Note

Kelly Taylor
haven't been on here in a while.
but inspiration struck and I'm really proud of this one.

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Kelly Taylor
Kelly Taylor

Middleburg, FL



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