wake up people
the world’s on fire
it’s always burning
you’re burning
burning bright
hate & love
& i want i want i want
fire fueling
running running
never getting
a goal
that satisfies
necessary waste
ashes fueling
flowers
fire crackling
‘cones
seeds offered
planted
in fecund
death
copyright 2006 by Kia Gabrielle McLean
Poetgrrl
Musings poetic from the demon, Kia . . . . . .
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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