I flick at the lighter
sparking the flame
I watch the fire dance
I run my finger over the flame
feeling the heat
I smile
Fire is a double edged sword
Full of life and death
Chaos and order
It can burn down a village
or provide warmth for the freezing child
It can cook our food
But also
Cook us
I let my finger hoover in the flame
It hurts
The pain gets worse
and worse
I see my finger changing color
Turning red
And then black
I see the blister start to form
It’s almost unbearable
Then I pull my finger away from the flame
And run it under cold water.
I stare at my finger curiously
And then at the lighter
The power of chaos
in such
a little thing.
-C.H.
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