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Nov 2016
It's not necessarily dangerous,
to pour gasoline,
on top of me,
I like the smell,
as I rub it in,
I rub my arms,
& gas my soaked skin,

It's only dangerous,
when you keep pouring it on me,
pouring it on me,
until I'm drenched
soaked in it,
you're poking & poking & poking,
you poke around to much,
till the fire is way too hot to touch,

Scorched hair just reaks,
in an unpleasant vaporous,
& dangerous
plume,
in such awaiting & toxic
stench filled fumes,
you never know when enough is enough,
when you get way too close,
because that gas is like my perfume,

You get too close for my comfort,
or yours,
& boy people just never learn,
by fire we will always burn,
& unafraid in ash,
again, return, return,

And as you take out,
that tempting lighter,

    Flick A Bick

I'm not going to be ashes just yet,
because you see,
I'm a fighter,

Listen,
step back,
behind the rope,
you are very near,
an extremely,
flammable accelerant,

Coming so close,
you are igniting,
certain buried,
& long forgotten fears,
bones I didn't want to dig up,

Engaging in,
a war within,
you are inciting,
me to burn,
& like you,
I too,
I never learn,
to me a burn,
might be exciting,

As I am burning,
& returning
in this old anger,
because I let it go already,
it's been gone for years an years,

Nobody likes to be to disturbed
from the stillness of a grave,
this would never be tolerated,
my soul you need to save,
would not be tolerated anywhere,
not anywhere else,
by anyone else,

Just leave me be,
I'm a smoldering coal
& a truly gentle
kind & beautiful soul,

Undisturbed I eventually,
turn into diamonds,

Until,
& unless,
that is,
until,
petrified wood finally burns,

As I'm raging out of control,
because you are a terrible arsonist,
a terrorist who stalks women,

I said,
don't stand so close to me,
I warned & warned you,
you just don't head or hear,
those warnings,

Too busy dragging,
those neanderthal knuckles,
to my door,
that's the place you cannot go,
don't set this old page ablaze,

Because I am,
my own justice system,
creating a devastating path,
that I never wanted to even take,
an enormous path
of destruction,
I will leave there,
in my wake
so for your sake,
our sake,
& everyone else's sake
for the love of God,
I don't want to destroy you,
back off from the intensity of my fire.
I'm not angry, this is all metaphorical, I think anyway. Hope you are all well  ❤
Ma Cherie
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Ma Cherie  F/Somewhere in Vermont....
(F/Somewhere in Vermont....)   
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