My soul smoulders// Ashes glow in the absence of wind

Rolled a different boulder// No ravens came, it's prolly the end

Hazel ignites the skies// Thirty six declarations without a read receipt

They were internal, all the little lies// When emptiness came with a hand receipt

Could I have been tougher?// Paused the game and donned N95?

No birds harmed making it tender// It was pure cap when I felt I'd thrive.