You built a fire
by which to keep warm
and which you hoped
would keep demons away,
a fire you tended badly
and let burn mile after mile
of the earth, let the ash
poison the sea,
not to mention your role
in what it did to the air
and all the flesh and hair
that burned as well.
Now you have the nerve
to fall in love with a song
that insists you never built it,
and all I can think of
is how much you must love
the tale of Peter denying Jesus
and somehow being
forgiven for it.
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