Sit in the fire and smile
Tell a joke
Make them laugh
All the while, burning.
A wink and a nod
Just to advise
The blood still flows
In veins amongst bones.
Collect routine days
As feeble forgotten memories.
It all builds
I feel it, building
Deep within
Rice paper skin.
I may errupt
I may contain
For now, sit in the fire
And smile.
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 4:01 PM UTC
Sit in the fire and smile
Tell a joke
Make them laugh
All the while, burning.
A wink and a nod
Just to advise
The blood still flows
In veins amongst bones.
Collect routine days
As feeble forgotten memories.
It all builds
I feel it, building
Deep within
Rice paper skin.
I may errupt
I may contain
For now, sit in the fire
And smile.
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