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Jun 2016
my mind has gone up in flames
all that's left of my soul is embers
"let it burn baby"
you say this like it's possible to escape the fire eventually

if they say blue fire burns the hottest
then i am as blue as the glacial pool we drank from a thousand miles away from here

i feel the fire encroaching
burning holes first in my stomach
up my throat like i am tinder
and then all i can breathe is smoke

it's in my nostrils
pouring out of my lungs
scorching my eyes
and then
then
i fall to ash
Keah Jones
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