Ember

It was an ember

cast carelessly

perhaps a spent cigarrette while driving

cast into my dry hills

Ignore it? hardly

I laughed as it scalded my back

scorching my sides, consuming me

the smoke

blots out the sun

making me cry

the hottest tears I've known

smell the fire death in the air

It was my fault

I had no choice but to burn up

this unwatered landscape

Spent,

I'm left barren and wasted

my black earth

never to give again

~mrr