Bridge


You paused on your way,
not even  half the journey made
across the bridge, turned around,
“let’s keep this road between
our homes” your back
said to me.

a matchstick flickered in my eyes,
a watch ticked in the face of the moon.

And when the time came,
I burnt the bridge and all
the islands around it, set
the ocean on fire and I
did not care if you burned
or drowned.

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