Unquenched, the fire-demon fills my bones
with burning, raw desire: a starving dream
projected on the night, a lonely moan
across the winter's ridge. The last resort
of sanity is stalked as...
Fire # 2
I can’t sleep now
My mind says I did
Something wrong and
Not to be done
That’s why I am sending
This message to you
“Honey, pardon me if I
Have done that at the wrong time”
First Gift (Part 2)
Forget the preconceived notions of reality
Free-base on the words
Tap a vein and let them bleed out
In a mind altering rush
That transports you to the edge of the divine
Where the hazy shades...
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