My City On Fire

Within the flames

A pandemonion of parrots

Crackling voices

Flying from roof to roof

To settle

And land again and again

Rooftop after rooftop

Feathers of flame

Gentle caresses that lead to crippling paint


And yet


A phantasm of colour

A thing of beauty

In its own way


For one, life bringer, sustainer

For another, murderer of cool

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