Blaze
I blaze.
The inner fictions of this craze
Leave me dismayed.
The treacle of my mind
Is being unkind.
I feel the melting of the cells
The smells of one hundred
Hells.
Smoke thickens
My pulsating quickens.
My eyes feel too large,
And this body is letharg-
ic, My stomache sick-
ens.
Quick, my breath is too
Fast, eyes flickering
Past as I peel back the skin
On my very own
Face I pin the veins back
As the light turns to black
Flat
On my back.
Can't feel
My unruly mouth drips
Whilst the rest
Seeps away.
Who needs to stay in this shell.
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Blaze, which
was posted on Nov 3, 2009 by
Briony.
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"A collocation of poems; that look at the range of the semantic field of the word..."
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