Don't touch those unless your fit for burning
Little burn turns to a little learning
Screams so loud they
Shatter the top of this glass roof
The shards do as they do
They cut through the skin
Time is nothing when the flame
Turns on you
A minute
A second
They rush around
Twisting my head
Like a tangled up night gown
Freudian slip
Through the thick sound
What can you do with the flame?