he stares

/ January 24, 2012 /
into the source of light.  not blinking, unafraid. 
he tries to capture a stray beam,
blue turns to white. to fiery red.

he closes his eyes. he hears a whisper,
breath grazes his ear,

open them. let me see the fire in your eyes again.

and something inside him explodes,
he can taste the burning flesh in his mouth,
his nose overflows with
smoke.

6 comments:

{ Leomer Apolonio } on: 1/24/12 10:42 AM said...

Intense!

{ ıǝɹɯɐı } on: 1/24/12 11:49 AM said...

Is this how you should feel when you're on drugs? Sorry. I know, totally random.

{ Pointless Paranoia } on: 1/24/12 6:44 PM said...

Why does it have to be so real. Why do you have to be so real.

{ red the mod } on: 1/25/12 12:06 AM said...

Free verse suits you well, Moi. :)

{ citybuoy } on: 1/25/12 5:46 AM said...

True love never dies. It only hurts when we burn our eyes from staring too long at the sun. You gotta throw your hands up and let the night come. :p

{ Yj } on: 1/25/12 11:36 AM said...

lasers hitting a mirrorball?

party boy ka din pala Moi...

ahahahaha charot! muahness

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