Meteor by Shocco of Roanoke

To be born a meteor,
destined to self-destruct.
To crash upon some ocean,
bosomed in her steely waves.

For that ocean to be a desert,
her dunes to conceal me ever.
No one will know of this meteor
and I’m just fine with that.

Just let my flame burn —
let it scorch — let it sear.
Let my fire scald lovers
who boldly came so near.

Don’t let the fire die
a sad, crackling ember.
Let me supernova, a star —
let me engulf death itself.