Poetry

Hello, My friend
I can't remember if you came
or left; it's been days against the wind
Same ol' fire; same ol' flame

They're bringing down the gate
time tick-tick-ticks away; it's late

Am I suppose to be here?
Perhaps there.
How about there?

I forgot to tell you...
Wait...
It's at a loss for...
Two think it's that important...
Time is tick-tick-ticking...
Barely...
I can't...

The heat arrived; the fire's gone
Now, where did I leave the match?