My life is like a mossy pond,
Slow and sweet and useless,
But I have a secret,
It's name is fire.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
People don't often believe me,
When I tell them I have fire,
How else was I going to live,
If I wasn't singeing some toes?
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
My mind races like a 5 year old when he sees that he got the Monster Truck he always wanted for his birthday,
I move slow,
But there is my fire,
My mind and my soul.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
I am a feminist,
I catch fire to the souls of people who want to burn down,
The forest that shields the wealthy,
But buries the weak.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
I want to murder, burn, kill,
If I destroy then I am destroyed,
But the urge is there,
Don't worry I won't I promise.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
I listen to Joan Baez singing Battle Hymn of the Old Republic,
It's the only prayer I'll ever sing,
Glory, Glory Hallelujah,
Glory, Glory Hallelujah,
His truth is marching on.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
I used to burn paper on the iron stove when I was a kid,
I tried so hard to be a pyromaniac,
But I just didn't find it fun,
I'm such a loser but if you burn magnets they don't stick to your fridge anymore.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
I pace back and forth and back and forth,
Why I don't know,
I just feel I have to move,
Or the flames become cinders.
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
FIRE
Well it's nighttime,
And if you have a fire like mine,
When you find someone who consumes the fire,
But isn't consumed by it,
You've found it.
I singe a lot of people's toes,
I just hope I haven't singed yours,
Yet.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
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