Fire god

I took this photo last night as I watched the flames dancing in an outdoor pit!





 

Fire god

You are my drug,

the flame that licks my thighs

and sears me as you

order me about at your whim.

I am caught up in your glory.

I cannot see anything but you.

I do your bidding and loathe myself.

I am a puppet on a string.

I want you to be my friend

but you despise me.

You answer me

with your lies.

Your probing tongue

delivers cold venom,

courses through my veins

on a deliberate track that

hones in

on my heart and mind

with blinding speed,

screaming and

pleading for more,

ALWAYS MORE!

I want to get away from you

but you entice me

with your dual personality.

Your kind side shows itself

and then slips away.

I am riding high on a wave

fierce like a locomotive

lurching past my youth

plunging headlong into damnation

over and over again.

I am in a maze

forever trapped in time

locked away

for safekeeping

in a secret chamber

of your empty soul.

I open my mouth to

scream

and

no one hears.

My fingernails

leave a deep imprint.

Traces of my blood linger

and release another harbinger

intent on

Self-destruction.

My tomb lies broken,

my hairless corpse smolders,

my bones are encased in blistering bile.