Phoenix

Kerosene pouring into the wound Blood pounding, twisted joy Pleasure of stagnancy and repetition Napalm death and burning facade Laughter and destruction replicate Matches in a sea, over and over Light it, blow it Strike, spark, flame, dark This day, that day, all the same Am I sane? Questioning pouring and shredding my mind Collapse, succumb to the sensation Terrible char choking our lungs Hell touched world, what is before me? Moon's reflection in one's face, answer or pain Division of thoughts in my head Yellow, black, white, orange, red or blue? Warmth of the fire Realization in the heat Veins bursting with flammable grief Guilty conscience burns our insides Static numbness pooling like gasoline Hurts like liquid flame sizzling in sensitive misery Explosion sprays Reduced to the end of beginning?