embers

 

embers are burning across the night the roof across the way out my window is glowing from the glow of the moon i am in a flight bath below the machines that take to the skies

 

burning in the moonlight glow is snow but it is not burning because if it did it would melt and it is the fake snow anyway and it caught fire because it is flammable

 

the roof is glowing and reflecting off the wall enough to keep me awake and to stop me from sleeping and falling into the slumber that i need and can’t get because my can of snow is on fire and i can not find a way in which to extinguish it

 

the sirens are screaming drawing to a close and my clothes are on fire because there is a big pile of them and they are sitting next to the stack of papers which is also burning

 

burning material and ideal and sometimes unreal are the sirens and papers and embers surreal