it's licking at my toes
eventually it will
consume me
who knows?
what will burn away
with my sanity?
Sure, it will take my flesh
it will even steal
my last breath
But who knows!
If my bones don't go
I'll forever be
just another skeleton
in your closet
for all to see
When you open it
to hang the cloaks
of the ones that strip
for you
it's not jealousy
Only the fire
can cleanse
*you of me