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Wildfire

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Wildfire Fire Horse Print by Sherry Shipley Photo source: Pinterest

Wildfire Fire Horse Print by Sherry Shipley
Photo source: Pinterest

“I’m on fire like the cactus in the desert
I’m on fire like the palms of an acrobat
I’m on fire like the fangs of the spider

I’m on fire with you and me

I’m on fire walking into a drugstore
I’m on fire I’m on fire
the girl hands me my change and
laughs at me

I’m on fire in my bed alone
I’m on fire with you

I’m on fire reading a book
about Trotsky, Hitler, Alexander the Great,
anybody at all, any walking living dead
human once upon the
earth

I’m on fire looking at the grass
I’m on fire looking at birds sitting on telephone wires
I’m on fire answering the phone-
I leap straight up when it rings
I am burning

I’m on fire looking at velvet
I’m on fire looking at a sleeping cat

I am a helpless burning thing
among other helpless burning things

I lay on my left side and look at the tombstones
then I lay on my right side and look at the tombstones-
they are all
burning

I’m on fire putting a stamp on an envelope
I’m on fire wrapping garbage into a newspaper
I’m on fire with heroes and dwarfs and poverty and hope
I’m on fire with love and anger

I’m on fire like a bat hanging upsidedown
like a bellboy hating the rich and smiling at their tips

I’m on fire in a supermarket
watching a most womanly woman
bend over to pick up some potato salad

I’m on fire like a scissors cutting the eyes out of the sky
I’m on fire like onehundredthousand monkeys boiled into one heart
and sobbing through centuries of
hopelessness

I’m on fire like a clean sharp knife in a kitchen drawer

I’m on fire like a beggar in India
a beggar in New York
a beggar in Los Angeles…
the smoke and burning rises
and the ash is crushed under…

I’m on fire like the circus that went away
the champion who quit on one knee
all burning
all alone
all one
ash

I’m on fire like a dirty bathtub in a lonely roominghouse
I’m on fire like the roach I kill with my shoe

I’m on fire with men and woman and animals
who are being tortured and mutilated in dark and
isolated places

I’m on fire with the armies and anti-armies
I’m on fire with the man I hate most in the world

I’m on fire without a chance

the fat is in the fire, the lamb is over it
the sacrifice seems forever
the enduring seems forever

the sun is on fire..

and the glazed horizon is red
and the weeping
and the weeping
and you and me

the sun is burning everything:

the dogs, the clouds, the icecream

the end

the end of the stairway
the end of the ocean
the last scream

the bug in the jar
spouts into flame
and the inside of the skull
gives up
at last

the smoke blows
away.”

– The big fire by Charles Bukowski

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Author: Anna María

I'm just a normal person who enjoyes the life and I try to make a challenge of it every day. I love reading books, I love people around me, I like to study and to discover every day something new. I realized that you can be happy only when you accept that happiness comes from within, I've also learned to accept the life with all her gifts and all the ups and downs.

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