Eruption Weather

And morning bursts
into flames
again,
starting a sliver,
and becoming a
napalm ball
that burns
angelic designs
into my sight.

Last night,
the wind snarled
a storm
into town,
and the weather
outside
certainly matched
the weather
within.

In a little while
I’ll go in
and look at my face
in the mirror.
Maybe today
I’ll be somebody
I like.

This was
a bad time of year
even before
I had these
anniversaries
for fuel.

It’s unraveling now
just like it did then.

-GD Butler

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