Ablaze

SOC Writing _ 11.5.21

Ablaze

Set it all on fire – all of it – start again I heard them say, forget what is passed away or what is yet to be. Yet, yet the yeti in the snow dome pulls me closer to its flesh – the searing heat of the light sabre as I fight for my life under the white heavy cloud. Nothing is as it seems – perhaps I do not see because there is no me – this is not real - I am just a figment in time space and the creature that is alive is just that – a creature of time and space – of supernovas and star spangled dust – just a creature so proud – so monstrous is me in the imagination – in this thing called memory – creates all the horror she loves. Becomes things that are no thing – ahhh – aghast – out of the way the mine blown by the dynamite – by child’s play as the mother said – I strung up the effigy, I lit the petrol wick to the children’s surprise and saw it all burn to my glee and then – terror - what had I done? Summoned up Sheol? Found my own devil writhing and relishing in destruction – flame – death – dismemberment – the macabre – yes I do revel in a kind of death – the absolution of everything - two fingers up to God and burn it all down - burn it to the ground – from the razed earth let the life respond of its own accord – build a forest from native imagination – well beyond cultivated bull shit that streams from the system – this system breaking shit is mine to do – have a hand in burning down the school – the gleeful plans of my brothers and I to assail our avengers with perfect white hot revenge – the fire burns hot in me still – I’m surprised – delighted - for this is the fuel cell of my soul – this anger will create yet another universe and in waiting, waiting for longer than long for the embers to spark then whoosh! The petrol vapour explosion as it all sings into life – sing me into life – into death – no knowing – the un belonging, un becoming is upon me and in the light of this dry day I collect tinder and spark the flame.