Burnt
Tell me you love my ashes
They are the ashes of the ones
you
Burned not so long ago
The ones who begged you to let them
Stay
The ones who pleaded with you to
Stay
I watched how you disposed of
them
Without the courtesy of casting
them into
The wind
And here I am
Hoping to be kept at least in an
urn
A reminder of your love for me
after saving
The life you almost lost while
with those who
Souled you out
Though how can I be resurrected
After my soul lies in a pile
awaiting your attention
And your affection
Once again
But if you find a way to burn me
again,
At least I can rise and tend to
you here
Instead of down there and out
there