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Feb 2017
I set you on fire     
suddenly

its my fault
your flesh flakes off in
withering embers  
you are

an effigy of a supernova
cartilage between ribs sets off     
like firecrackers

I become the acrid scent of pretend
i am

dissipating smoke and sweat and
 *gone.
mrs kite
Written by
mrs kite  north america
(north america)   
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