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To Burn [POETRY]

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To burn 

I wrote this poem to burn — for the heavens to taste 

take my soul, a light — a match — and scatter on the breath of god 

I wrote this poem because although it was not the highest fall 

my heart still breaks along the same lines 

the ashes of books and the ashes of women look identical

and when they burned witches, they taught them how to fly

 

breathe in my flaming particles 

(harvest them in your nostrils)

And watch me while

for a second I harbor the sun

 

My skin alight in the evening air 

My body adrift 

scattering 

searching 

escaping 

grafting skin and bones to air and flame and stars 

Take my pieces to rebuild 

recycle the same soul material into something new 

Something beautiful 

To burn 

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