Thursday, April 20, 2017

The Wrong Two Words (*despairingly* unfinished)

So exciting
I would call finger-touches
Fire

but I have tasted flames
and it's different.
Same heat
ambient & intense
there is no burn
but still, danger
like standing on a hill,
head back & arms outspread,
as the storm sparks
Lightning

the only electricity
I like to hear
ripping the seams of
reality
in the ash-smudged sky
Maybe that's why
I don't like
the sound of the wand
It's so fake
it splits me up inside
my core is allergic to in-
Authenticity

but the reaction is worse

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