Friday, May 19, 2006
Danger
Aggravated screaming
Convoluted dreaming
I feel like ripping it up
From the inside, outward
Flesh and bone, inseparable
Placenta smile
I want to fire upon everyone
Trench coat and mafia anger
Shotgun blasts and smoke upon fire
It's times like this I feel I am alive
I get this itch like I'm ablaze
Red hot coals dwell within my gut
My ribs are white hot lava
Red, yellow, orange bursts lick my lungs
It's an impatient kind of hurt
The kind that makes you tingle in anticipation
Awaiting the final outcome
Soon I hope to combust
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment