Sticks ‘n’ stones <br />...eh? <br /> <br />She took the sticks <br />of our arguments <br /> <br />and blew them into <br />a blaze <br /> <br />as if she whispered fire <br />to them & they <br /> <br />leapt into flame. <br /> <br />Even the stones <br />burst into fire <br /> <br />which she lovingly tended <br />with a gentle viciousness <br /> <br />until she created <br />a bonfire <br /> <br />of my vanities. <br /> <br />My name nothing now <br />but ash floating high <br /> <br />above it all <br /> <br />smoke <br /> <br />getting in <br /> <br />my eyes.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/smoke-gets-in-your-eyes/
