Short Fuse
Short Fuse
It’s not the way it works
when I go down
I go down hard
it hurts to hit the bottom
it reprimands me
I hear your voice
but
can hardly
make a choice
so please burn the poems
if they injure you
don’t be swept away
by fire that seared me
when I was young
wrecking golden days
driving me to write
in the
heat of
the
moment
© Kim van Breda—20 December 2014
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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