Burning Down The House (7 lines / 7 syllables)

I dreamt of him last night, dark
hair and bedroom eyes. Heat so
hot, smoke wafted through the
windows. The neighbors thought the
house had caught fire. And hadn’t it?
We doused ourselves in the shower,
but it just fanned the flames.

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About Jodi MacArthur

I write omnivorous fiction.
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10 Responses to Burning Down The House (7 lines / 7 syllables)

  1. Tim Keeton says:

    We doused ourselves in the shower,
    but it just fanned the flames.

    Whoo-woo! Va-va-voom!

    Rhyme on!

    P.S. Thus spake the undead.

  2. Pingback: 7 Lines/7 Syllables in Heaven | Undead Poets Society

  3. Jodi MacArthur says:

    “Is it me or it getting hot in here?” thus spake the undead.

  4. Loved it. Makes me wish for a shower myself.

  5. Jodi, Jodi. It’s gotta be hot, doesn’t it. Steamy and hot. Do you let your family see this stuff? 🙂 Wonderful.

    • Jodi MacArthur says:

      Ha, thanks, Sean. Let’s just say I’ve always been able to say exactly what I want to say without ever saying it exactly.

  6. The physical and the sensual, the heat slowing to cold, where does the blood flow in its strange meanderings, you write a stanza full of innuendo and dark imagery, Jodi.

    • Jodi MacArthur says:

      Richard, It’s eerie how well you interpreted this. Thank you for reading and your comment.

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