A favorite pastime
Is to watch fire -
To see the shapes
The souls - the very
Spirit rise to the sky
Disperse its very essence
I hate the shared photo
The ghost of my thoughts
To her - I hate- for what
She took and what you gave
Fire would indeed suit her and
Even you - to clarify a few points
I hate - I rage - I doubt I forget
- even as I throw water
On it - it lingers - teaching me
To forgive - that it was
My penance for what I did to you
Beloved - for what I did to her his
Wife - his child - I was his love
Not his future - how can a woman
Be both - everything and nothing
How easily discarded - how I hate
I was chosen and was not