Matrix Moments

Media Moments: Question, reflect, connect

Warning: this writing and video deal with the theme of suicide.

Fire

There was a time
back in Australia
When all seemed congratulations:
The surface achievements 
A fitter turner in mines,
Dollars rolling in,
single life living,
Million dollar property
a dream for
a man with a life ahead
all right mate!

But hardness, loneliness
preying women
misfired emotions 
lurked in my uncle's heart,
spiders poisoned his mind
black arts
webbing it in fear,
Pieces and peace lost
to dark thoughts
and he was captured
in the mental health system
Confined bleakness
surrounded by good helpers.

The early morning
sunrise rose a new day
and he took a last walk
threading a life line
of purpose
false purpose,
A refillable cigarette lighter
fiddling its tune in his hand,
floating intentions
of burning the blackness
from his life,
an operation he said
on the phone the day before
"that I might not survive,"
He arrived
to front courtyard brick drive
surrounded by faceless
building institution windows,
carrying the weight,
seeking to burn the pain,
arachnids danced,
he twisted Destiny's cap
spun roulette
on a spiral thread,
Sprinkled the fluid
from the thin metal
container
splashed ashes to ashes
dust to dust
above his head
on his clothes,
And the decision clicked
in his fingers
Lighter spark flared,
Fumes, clothes, hair ignited
burning it all away;
Burning deep
Skin, flesh, black spiders
to suffer three weeks
burn care,
Finally, fading away
into death's fire.

He heard a call...
thoughts trapped
What do you hear?
What will bring you life?

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Using fire to find release, from black arts poem
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