Your
chest:
bark,
rings,
heartwood.
solid once,
hollowness
unnoticed
burns
you want
you need
Flip coins:
Split yourself,
axe wielder
Chug gasoline,
misguided arsonist
Or remain patient
Let the flame crackle, steadily
Breathe. Feel its warmth?
A 36 word rpg about finally catching onto something important and hoping to not crush the sparks with enthusiasm. If you aren't familiar with a Swedish candle by name, it's a campfire from the internal ignition of a single split log. And boy if I don't feel like that!
Happy birthday ma! Your kid is finally getting some traction discovering herself.
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