Fire Falling

Multidisciplinary dysgraphic 
artist, poet, dishwasher,
cook, cognitive dissident
disallowing dog walkers
and lovers from enjoying
the simple act of stepping
forward into love. The wag
of a tail, the blush, the lick
and kiss from a dog and
his misappropriated
set to set you on fire 
with the simple stroke 
of a match or was it a key 
out of tune that becomes
the tone of fire 
falling out of love.
© SB Joy, 2022

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