one tower, no rod, no shield flame leaping like laughter across the floorboards— and his leg, branded like cattle, smoke curling from a shoe a truck of iron, supposed to be safe, but safety is a joke the storm tells twice window open, fate invited— a spark eats his eyelashes, a ghost drives the wheel toward the cliff ash. flash. crash. hair to flame, flame to fear fear to faith. faith into the fire again in the front yard, power jumps the fence and kisses his shoulder like a bitter saint he carries water like a pilgrim carries relics waiting for the holy fire the sky hunts him like a lover, jealous, relentless— chasing his truck, sliding down his arm like a silver bracelet he sees it coming, like seeing your own name written in a book you didn’t write spark. scar. star. running but the rain still aims running but the cloud still follows running but the light still finds him fishing line trembling— not just trout, but thunder tugging head blazing, chest scorched, a bear tries to steal his dinner he strikes back with a branch, a burning man defending cold water irony laughs loudest when you’re on fire hot en fuego burning hot fire fire fire seven times the sky split him open seven signatures across his skin the last bolt crowned him, bound for 7th heaven— as if the storm itself finally let him go I hope you enjoyed...peace and love 2025 Life Story Daily through music and poetry Mr Suburban Coyote Music Original Song about true story of unlucky man Dedicated to my imaginary friend like or comment to make better music together through AI *written from documentary video on band.. peace 🔥☮️🕊️🔥☮️🕊️🔥☮️🕊️🔥☮️🕊️🔥☮️🕊️🔥☮️🕊️ Any Like or Comments to better music together
