kitty the naughty poet

Burning bridges

I attempted to mend the broken bridge.

with wooden planks that would fill the gap

between you and me.

over the ocean and into the forest of dreams...

 

only looking up to witness with watery eyes

you taking a sledge hammer to the other side

piece by broken piece I let go.

let go of you and let go of the broken bridge.

watching with wide eyes as you pour the gas to start the fire.

setting it alight and watching it burn...

 

billowing with the black smoke of our broken dreams

climbing up to smother the moon

ablaze with the old wildfire of our fractured fantasies.

I sit amongst the pillows of memories

alone on the mother of mountains