Gasoline

Red dress,
Plastic package,
Bled slowly,
You can manage.

Flowing ichor,
Sacred ground,
Going nowhere,
Burn it down.

Piled timber,
Catching slow,
Vile compulsions,
Let them go.

Stricken match and
Blooming flower,
Let the petals lick you clean.

Molten tears and
Careless anger,
Discard all you’ve ever been.

Second thoughts,
Out of sight,
All for naught,
Thought you might.

Frozen time and
Sound of thunder,
Melt the minutes from your soul.

Ashen face and
Empty hunger,
Burn yourself to be reborn.

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