the fire burned
burnt burns still burning

meanwhile

memories

vanish vanishes still vanishing
in the ash, in the dust

our view now charcoal

(should we use charcoal to draw landscapes?)

the firestorm
eaten eats still eating:

dreams
hopes
loves
lives
forests
fauna

can we ever
own

the land? hills? meadows? trees? creek?

the wildfire
sparked sparks still sparking

and
then

and then

i  t  ’  s

g  o  n   e