On fire

It is safe when there is fire

As long as the fire was burning

I was safe. It was time to play
and drink atole. It was dangerous
at night with the river
So near one could hear the constant
Motion and see flashes of movement
It was safe when the fire burned

Perhaps that's why I dreamt I slid him in an oven

An oven so big not even ash survived

I should go back and make sure: every trace of his existence no more

God wouldn't mind one less pedophile

                                 That's why He gave us fire