Chimneys: Responsibility

6 10 2010

So today was “free writing” day and I hoped to focus on the concept of “sucess” but instead found inspiration from numerous chimneys that line the skyscape and the recent image in the Mt. Xpress….

Stone stacks hold sky up till smoke arrives blurring horizon. Beaked black swifts sweep past smoke into darkness —a hollow chamber– a safe haven. Against soot filled crevices, feet clutch a stable pause. Respite for these birds rests not in clean breezy branches but in a column of stilled dust. The shelter for such events celebrates moments of its true usefulness. The chimney sighs and sneezes heavily through its daily toil of releasing the excess of fire’s life. Layers of ash repetitiously line the inside of this body. Spider webs hold fallen leaves, nuts, and lichen—saving them from a quick burial in this black. At night after the smoke sleeps, creatures creep upon the edge looking for a find. Discovering nature’s debris is not an occurrence but a vital mundane habit. The chimney never laughs. Burned desire and hungry stomachs always lurk too close. Responsibility to contain such unfulfilled hunger prohibits this chimney from crumbling onto itself.