Matches

Pricked me with your open palm,

Warmed my numb words with your heated breath,

But now you burn.

My world is in flames, sparks raining down my cheeks,

A passive glance and a passive laugh.

Ignorant reassurance, extinguishing nothing but your own ground.

Watch me burn, think it’s rain.

We’ll both sleep.

 

please don’t go.

 

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