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my white flame
Confronted with the dead wind of the day
My eyes roll back in my head
Scan the insides, rivulets of forgotten memories
In my vision, constantly, a white hot glare
Plastered over experience
A flame stoked by beauty and fueled by dragons
Oh this molten skin that I wear,
Dry, crusted grass --- suit of armor
It fizzles into wind when confronted with the white hot flame
The flame pirouettes my periphery
Commanding onslaughts,
Converging inwards, cornea and consciousness
Goes for the throat, recesses of my mind, my heart
Flushes out the demons
With my white flame, this subject of my soul
This illiterate lifeblood
Singe the world apart piece by piece
Ashes drifting in the wind
They collect in tiny twisters
that dance around my periphery
Beasts of dust that rise against a blizzard
Claws unsheathed and fangs bared
In a shudder, collapse.
I am a man alone, in a world forlorn.
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