playing with fire

July 4, 2009 at 7:47 pm Leave a comment

language is my tool

my sword

my phallic device

it’s what I use

to penetrate

the wall that separates me

from you

it’s alright to play

with fire

as long as you remember

who you’re playing with

fire only burns

if you’re not careful

but if you are

it will dance for you –

enflame your heart

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Entry filed under: Poetry.

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