The Arsonist

Fly away you selfish butterfly!
Your scent attracts me
but I can no longer sustain
the honest life
for which you maintain.

And though
it may pain me to say
that you may no longer stay
I must release you
back into the wild-
The world.

It is there
where I first met you
nervous and unprepared.
A two-sided triangle
A pre-fiction truth
The birth of affair
Debauchery eludes

A lie is not a lie
unless it is inquired.
So why seduce a fire
when there is no flame?
It's starting.
I can hear the crackle.
Go NOW!
Fly away before it's too late!



Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas