Best Pyromaniac Poems

We are fire
Dancing in the wind
To the left, to the right
'Till the end of sight
Cascading down and down and still further
Silence, not our forte 
We blaze
Red, blue, white hot
We, the undefeated
We are the champions of the night
Spreading wider, and even more
We spread, until the breath...

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When I go to start a fire,
In the middle of the farm,
I find a spot beneath a tree,
That has a bit of charm.

Handfuls of dead gum leaves,
And a few twigs to set alight.
It’s simple, beautiful, just take a match,
And it’s burning throughout the night.

Burning and...

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this buildup of stress
this place of unrest inside
this eagerness to end the 
frustration
this place of darkness residing
within
this hatred of all around
this want to relieve the
sexual craving---
animal
lust
take 
control,
kerosene is so cheap
gasoline smells so 
wonderful,
the match,
the rush
the burning line along the pavement,
the rising light---
all that started from
a...

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The polka dotted tit mouse was not tame.
She did not like faeries, it was her claim.
She loved dogs, had a female great dame.
Serendipity was her doggie’s name.
Polka dotted tit mouse had one big aim.
A pyromaniac, she loved a flame.
Burned a forest but never took the...

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