Day 49 In The Burn Unit Poem by Joe Bisicchia

red numbers in embers in timbers
after the inferno
arise next to my bed

seems they never fully extinguish
always grabbing at the fabric
at the fabric of my head

but she moves as if she owns them
sky queen
spreading before me her floating blue

her eyes are heaven
she smiles
and even the flames obediently listen

she lets go another snowflake pill
i swell under a water tower
needled by hose to within me

i dream
this place is in the distance
yet here

as the trees simmer
i wonder how they looked in spring
before the flames

of myself
i wonder the same thing
through the eyes of the sky queen



Published by Quail Bell Magazine,2018