The flame burns
it burns
it burns with calm assurance
and anneals my pain
creating a new matrixIt burns
frustration
and anger
like oxygen and acetylene
a hard blue flame
surrounded by gold
Heat
destroys
and
creates
A torch teaches
you to look
through the flame
to the work beneath
Flames
like tears
can distort vision
and both are hot
A welder wears a mask
to protect eyes from flame
and, maybe, tears
Under a welder's mask
no one can see you cry
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