Furnace People

passion players

pinup boys

the sacrifice of self

to self

phoenix stuff

rebirth furnace

shimmer in the dark

a memory of desert nights

with eyes closed

I understand this is a zoo

the orientation of the walls

is the question

the animals keep leaving their cages

to fill my bowl

and pet my coat

it’s cute when they think they’re in charge

to hear the clinking lock

is freedom

under pressure

my contents are released

one should endeavor to be like water

wet on the lips