In-Consumable Poem by RIC BASTASA
In-Consumable
he grins
saying, so now you are inside
this circle of fire
do you regret this? he grins
saying, why have you gone here
when outside
it was paradise, and you were
a child playing ball and monkey
i am grim. I say, let me burn here
for i am fire myself
inconsiderable.
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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