Contributor: Sean Isaac Garner

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There's a fire in me
that I'm trying to drown,
but I'm doing it wrong.
Should have snuffed it out with dirt,
but I poured booze on it.
I saw the pretty flame
draw higher and didn't
stop. I figure if I keep pouring
it'll burn itself out
and take me with it.
My trees
are catching fire now,
and I can't hear the birds anymore.
The alcohol burns
too fast and
I cry when it's gone.
Cry like a baby.
No baby bottle
little baby boy blues.
Can't find my baby girl
anymore. Not sure
if she's in the fire
or the trees.
Either way she's gone
and it'll take some doing
to find her. The fire has to die
but the fire can't die.
I'm too fond of it now.
I’m not willing to leave it,
not just yet.
It makes me feel
like a cowboy.

I don't think that's too much to ask


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Sean Isaac Garner is a Nebraska poet and veteran of poetry slams and readings from Sioux City, IA to Omaha, NE and has been a featured writer at Wayne State College's Plains Writer Series. His work has been featured in "The Judas Goat" and "The Nebby."