Flour Tonic: Poem #68


I am a grease fire
smokey and volatile
do not cast your water
nor douse me with
the wrong extinguisher
I will blow up in your face
or spread throughout your life
and consume everything
I can touch with lick of flame
or heat or smoke or stench
your best bet
was to smother me
before you moved
beyond the introduction

dmpitchford 12/28/2023