YOU WERE BURNING BOOKS INTHE BREEZE
AND WE WATCHED AS YOU DINED ON THE INVISIBLE APPLAUSE,
COVERING THIS LANDSCAPE WITH YOUR ENTRAILS,
GOBBLING OUR MARROW DOWN
IN A STOMACH YOU HOPED WAS STILL THERE.
IN THESE FIRES,
I AM TRYING TO WARM MY HANDS
FOR COLDER NIGHTS
WHEN YOU'VE RUN OUT OF MATCHES.