I am a flame among the cold.
I did notice looks from the old
that made my blood boil
as if hit with scalding hot oil!
I raised my hand, now engulfed in flame
and blocked a beam of ice so lame
that I had to laugh like a lunatic
because it felt like static
as if I had just woken up for the first time
and picked up a lucky dime.
I stood against one I called Friend
and now this must come to an end.
#sundaypoem