Tinderbox Poem by Mark Heathcote

I want to be the fire
that ignites and burns free
whatever ills avail me
I don't desire to change.
I want to be me.
Less the mask I project
less the chains that bind
less these bars that confine
or any self-righteous straw man intellect.

I want to be the ignition.
That first spark ignited the firmament of who I am.
Who really - I am?
Yes, there's a tinderbox
inside of you and me.
There's a spark, a star eternal
that-hasn't-been consumed.
'And this fire; I -want to unleash one day to devour you.'