came came

i want to tell you that

at the end of all of this

there will be happiness

but i cannot

for you do not want this

to end

for here

well there

there is no happiness

and wanting untold

*

come come

burn

for soon the trees

will make breaths

out of you

who will wonder

whether it was right

to cut down all those forests

to build a house

that was never quite warm

with a family

that was never quite quiet

and a smell

that never quite left

though you would

burnt

*

if there is anything to do

it is to do anything there

where if is