I love the excitement of forest fire living,

camping out here in flaming nature,

hearing the roaring of burning pitch

as hot trees ignite the sky above me with

frenzied explodings,

while I go walking barefoot through

the burning embers

that rain down upon me like blazing

meteor showers

as I daily make my way through this

hostile maze of choking smoke.

I tell myself I like it down here

in Hell’s every day inferno

because these incinerated conditions

are only for the hot-blooded

and very quick witted,

and what a heady feeling

to be one of them!

To be the last to burn:

that is now my goal and my dream.