Fury I
FIRE
HOOKs
BENDS
AND BREAKS CURLS LIKE A TALON.
FLAMES JUMP FROLICS
MINGLES WITH SMOKE AND SPARKS
DEEP INSIDE
AT THE CENTERS
HELL AT THE HEART.
FURY GLOWS RAGING RED ORANGE WHITE HOT.
WOOD TURNS TO ASH
IN THE INFERNOS BLAST.
THOUGHTS TURNS
SOOT SETTLES IN
AS TIME PASSES FACES CHANGE.
IN PALE ORANGE LIGHT
SHADOWS ARE CARVED DEEP.
FIRE FLICKS ITS FORKED TONGUE SHARP
CURVES N SNAPS, POPS!
BURNING OUT IMAGES THAT
THE MISTY MIND FASHIONED FROM HISTORY
A STORMY PAST.
EMBERS GLOWING
AT ONE'S SOUL EPICENTER.
CONSUMED BY A FURY THAT
GLEAMS RED
ORANGE
WHITE HOT.
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