F I R E

A fire raised me, pressed me against my own boundries
Pulses subverted
Inconsiquential transaction

Lust
for love

Lost
for Lust

And the blaze still stands strong
A dozen carcasses
Lay dorment

No lesson learnt,
No big picture painted on my door,
One foot in front of the other
I continue
Reaping the benefits
Of a reoccuring wound

A dozen carcasses
Lay dorment
A dozen fetus'
On the assembly line

No lesson learnt
We,
We Still Burn

-Kaylub