the first i met her
she saw my problem
your hair is on fire, she said,
the well is over there.
the man was guarding
the well in question
nothing to be ashamed of, he said,
this is the busy season
to feel the water slowly
trickle down
your scalded head
never needed no one.
the night fell quickly,
my wounds were healed
i’m forever indebted, i said,
but they were not impressed
you owe us nothing,
we’ve shown you something
you would’ve seen yourself when
you looked in the well
to see the flames devour
your every doubt
your scalded heart
really needed someone.
and only i can save it this time
only i can save it this time
you ran to the well, your hair was on fire.
i ran to the well like my hair was on fire,
and it was
your hair is on fire, she said
you owe us nothing
because your hair is on fire, she said
i felt the water slowly
put me out
my scalded self
really needed this one
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