this fire breathes
loud inside my head
the clang and crash
of my combustion
trying to douse the flames,
my bucket `o water
has merely served
to excite the element
groaning breath clamors,
its loud vapor screams
my rapid oxidation
waiting beast
inside my head,
you'll have your
meat soon enough
and i, seared upon
your spit,
once again.
--bruised orange
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