The Burning Man

Rolling there on the ground
petrol soaked a burning man

I could not whisper a sound
him suffering a youtube death 

Sitting here quietly writing at my desk
what possible help could I give but Kafkaesque


Category : Tragic,Ironic,Funny,
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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