Arson and Love Songs

when the lung rhythms have their smoke damp wounds
when the fire is done
when what’s stilled between us is cool to touch
when the echo is gone
it’s alright we can choose the moments for
a reignition
we will have our ashen notes to sing, our
ember lights to see
it’s alright we can use our
artificial sparks
we will still have matches and
we will still have harmony