In Which We Meet Fire, The Artist
In Which We Meet Fire, the Artist
Candles and Pills don’t mix!
I warned her,
but that was before the curtains
gently brushed the guttering candles
and awoke some crazy, abstract Artist
who daubed the whole room with flames.
Her house mates woke
and dragged her outside just in time
to stand a barefoot lawn in the frosty dawn,
but she went groggily stumbling back on in
to retrieve something or other.
I don’t know what,
money, clothes, a cat..
Didn’t come back out,
Fire, the Artist,
had reduced her to a charcoal sketch.
The Reverend Hellfire is a practised Performance Poet,
President of the Kurilpa Institute of Creativity and
an ordained Minister of the Church of Spiritual Humanism
AND the Church of the Universe.
Oh! The Humidity!