Burn baby burn.

Your blood runs hot.

Oozing down the stem.

Dripping to the ground.

Leaving mounds of red.

Where buds will spring up.

And take their rightful place.

In the world of the nonliving,

They will fight for him.

The evil one.

The Dead one.




One thought on “BURN

  1. Planet Dream Diaries March 18, 2018 / 9:46 pm

    Ah we both wrote of fire – mine of the living, yours of the dead, nonetheless growing from our flames. đź‘Ť Awesome read as always Susanne. xox

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