After Amanda Deutch's "Flask"
Everything is on fire
roaring in licks
that I covet and
abhor.
You see me
I'm desiring
the desire for desire.
In my mouth
your foreign tongue
is an ember
aglow.
Occupy me
sound me and cull me
for cries
fathom my avenues
without time or a thought
of current address.
We live here
in the burning terminus.
Nothing is ever left.
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