the house is on fire in the distance clothes left on the furnace
asking if you’ve called
the fire department
or the police
and answering
it’s all the same.
taking a breath
panicked shards
stabbing through the
foyer and
there’s all this smoke
breathing laboured sounding
the house is on fire in the distance,
and you’re just sitting there,
watching safe
as everything you know
burns into nothing