On Fire
Our words seethe like fire;
Crackling as we watch them blaze
Into a burning smoke of anger
Till the quiet of midnight cools,
Extinguishing what we had fed.
Itty bitty Contest #2 for Andrea Dietrich
Copyright © Noel Onat | Year Posted 2014
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