[ .caught.on,fire. ]
desire, unquantifiable, in reflective purpose,
finds the rounding edges to their photo frames,
semi-fore faces, where hungry lies leave them lying here,
the curve of every line and lip, yet holding out till the accelerant goes,
the workings of every room goes off, burning and bringing every scrap to bear,
breath now caught, when they're finally in her exothermic grasp,
clasping to be free, it's pulling the atmosphere from lung and air,
pulling the head & heart closer, pushing out nothing
but the uncontrolled heat of bodies, now caught on fire.
© Bryan McLean May 21, 2010
057/100:2
desire, unquantifiable, in reflective purpose,
finds the rounding edges to their photo frames,
semi-fore faces, where hungry lies leave them lying here,
the curve of every line and lip, yet holding out till the accelerant goes,
the workings of every room goes off, burning and bringing every scrap to bear,
breath now caught, when they're finally in her exothermic grasp,
clasping to be free, it's pulling the atmosphere from lung and air,
pulling the head & heart closer, pushing out nothing
but the uncontrolled heat of bodies, now caught on fire.
© Bryan McLean May 21, 2010
057/100:2
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