Stab, Twist, Release

Lay down tinder
Dry leaves, twigs and branches
The day's fire

Spark, ignite and burst
into flames; tinder smokes
All just as planned

Skin's singed, sizzles
pop, charred; smell of burned flesh
DUMB ARSONIST



Notes:This was written at Rokidol during one of their squabbles. I cannot remember what it was about but guessing from this poem, one from our side fell into his own trap. That's basically what this one is about, mischievious deeds backfiring on the mischief. Here, it is an arsonist getting burned during his endeavour. I tried my best to keep it within the boudaries of a haiku( just trying out the style). Tell me what you think. Comment, insult, critic. Thank you for your audience.