You stare, flustered by

the candy apple sky


that licks at the day

with overbright flames 

and leaps in tongues 

too big 

for all that you



until now

as you stand, clear eyed

in the smoke

feeling the old heat, a tight fit

on cramped wings


and fan it to glow 

even hotter

burning the sky, turning 

clouds to vapor

boiling in swells rolled up

onto this shore


where ashen

but ready


you rise 

to meet it.

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