Huge Fire

Trying to see from in this room where it is blinding

Learning to breathe beneath the surface

Of all the wrecked-up things I haul with me around

I heard singing at twilight

Trailed by belongings, I crawled

Forward into a clearing at dusk

And got a huge fire going

It grew, night fell, and I kept throwing

Whatever I could pick up into the flames

Nothing but me and all this shattered wood I've been pulling

Into a heap of flames and smoke, this is my life

And now, I've lived long enough to know

That nothing is stronger than the blow

The whipping wind, the way it tears

The sparks are full in the sky, yawning open

Breath only very rarely song

You were singing at twilight

With your fingers moving

And I'd heard the same song in a dream

And I sing it now to myself

I carry it into the night

I walk, and there's a fire, but it's at my back

Three days of heavy rain

And there's still coals