Professional Bridge Burner

these flames still fill my vision and
my hands are still covered in ash and burns

as i watch
years of work

pain
and tears

stress
and love

all go up in smoke.

it billows higher
and higher

what connected me
to you.

it tears
pulls apart
and falls into the vast
and infinite emptiness

no shouting will ever reach you
no cry will ever sway you

my hand no longer grasps you.

my head swims

as the smoke burns my eyes
and inflames my lungs

the chemical reaction of this smoke
mixed with my current state of instability

is nothing short of volatile

i am the cinders i watch
crumbling and twirling away
in the slightest breeze

being ripped and strewn apart
scattering a million different places.


i fall apart,

while my bridge to you

falls apart.