Submissions by saraho

Dear Mr. Wolf,
When I told you I wanted to go back to the hospital
it was because my head
finally understood
that the heart
is a gas station,
constantly pumping love through our veins;
It is the most efficient fuel we have
and this makes us extremely flammable.

Mr. Wolf,
People are fire hazards.
You taught me that.  
Careless with where your sparks were falling
I knew
I was in danger of one landing on me.
So I told you I wanted to go back to the hospital;
as if this statement alone
would protect me from...