Gaze From A Fire Hydrant My Way Back Home Poem by Mark Heathcote

If I could extinguish the fire in my heart
I'd start by sitting on a fire hydrant looking at the night
Looking at a star that points out just where you are.

If I could knuckle down and close a door
It would be the door to my bedroom,
Where we made love and I woke up outshined.

If I could cartwheel down the middle, and never stop,
Never fall one way or another,
I would roll with all the punches thrown my way.

If I could wear my heart for decoration,
I just might live another day,
… Just to soak up all that tinsel in the universe
That's not yet been defused darkly immersed.

If I drown do-not-resuscitate me, let me drown,
Let me sleep in my soul, sink like a stone
Gaze from a fire hydrant my way back home.