While surrounded by dark, vivacious warmth glistens my skin.
Torrid souls blindly rise, an endless escape of consuming heat.
Haphazard crackling inspirits the muted stars watchful gaze.
I prod the bloom of destructive freedom with fieried patience.
Instantaneous bursts of firefly animation dance in glossy eyes
igniting the brush of stressful dampening like dried kindling.
The charred perception within me is released with
every swarming death of fallen life – Behind –
the cold damp air lingers amongst the nearly
spring chorus greeting the night.
I stoke and study the thriving
design, while the stalker
waits for the vitality
to dwindle.
"We must uncenter our minds from ourselves. We must unhumanize our views a little and become confident as the rock and ocean that we are made from." - Robinson Jeffers
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