Incense

I laid the incense on the counter

Quite angrily, too.

The day wasn’t quite a ruin;

Because it wasn’t about you.

Put my gun back in its holster

Today isn’t the day.

Can want this all over with

But I can’t wish it away.

Smelled the scent of orange

Saw blue in the sky.

They told me I’d feel better

But I’d really need to try.

 

I laid the incense on the counter

Reeling from my loss.

The day was absolute ruin

And I, quite cross.

Took my gun out of the holster

Today is the day!

I’ll take this shot for freedom;

They can’t take that away.

Smelled the scent of gunpowder

Tears hit the ground.

Today I lit the incense

Tomorrow I’ll be found.