Monday, 23 June 2014

Batholith's Curse

I am impatient
I am aflamed
My eyes burn like the tip of a cigarette
And the skin of my palms redden
While my brain ablaze in insanity
But out of all that,
I am not the sun
I blame you for this silly yearn
I blame you for the heat roaring inside of my toes
I blame you for lighting me up to scarlet traces
I blame you for drawing my scorching sense to you
I blame you for being the way that you do

c, b. e. w~
23th June, 2014

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