Paper and Ash

The man of paper.

Smooth edges,

still brutal enough

to bite.

Folded creases,

still thin enough

to tear.

The man of fire.

Devouring colors,

still playful enough

to laugh.

Hungry flames,

still bright enough

to burn.

The man of rain.

Dripping jacket,

still solid enough

to fall.

moistened eyes,

still blue enough to melt.

The man of ash.

Blackened heart,

still live enough

to beat.

Broken form

not whole enough

to be.