Firefighter by Keely Naylon
I am not meant for firefighting,
I am weak and frail and cold,
I burn and burn and wait for help.
But now my firefighter is burning and I am flinging water
useless,
I am not meant for firefighting,
I fear we will burn to death.
“I trashed this piece because it’s not true. I was strong enough, but in the moment I felt weak and scared and sad and didn’t want to return to these words and start to believe them again. But I do like them. I just think they’re a bit pointless, and the idea has been done, over and over and over.”
Keely is a poet and writer living in Melbourne. She's previously been published in Melbourne based zines, GenZine & GemsZine. She has a Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing.