Falling Action

"To Start A Fire"
Features a man
Trying to survive
In the coldest of climes
Without shelter.
Beginning with the tenderest
Most delicate branches
He begins to build a tiny
Temple of flame,
Sparks, like gods, consuming their offering
Cautiously.
But snow, settled on a branch
With it's general cold and pissyness
Stomped that fire dead out.
My English teacher told us
Seventeen years ago in our
Almost imagined lives
That no matter what the man
Did - once the fire went out

The very first time
Nothing else mattered -
The man was commencing to die.
And so it was for me with you.