Tuesday, August 30, 2011

tinder

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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