Crusted eyes and blurry vision

I force one open to glance outside

Fire on the horizon and smoke in the sky

An apocalyptic picture

Blazing watercolors behind a grey blanket

Do I want to rise and face the day

Or in my restless slumber stay

Safe from the omnipresent rage

The warmth of a world on fire kisses

Nature and lives devoured

I guess there is no escape

For when I close my eyes at night

I still see that somber glow

Flash burned into memory

Brittle and breaking retinal cords

Is the road the worldly fire follows

Soon there will be no path for it to travel

Crumbled and charred

But I will be safe to sleep

When I can no longer see

The inferno that always follows me.