Illuminated Fuse – By: Erickson
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I swear I’ve gotten over it.
This pounding in my head.
My heart craves the wisdoms
I dispel with others in bed.
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But I’ve gotten over parents –
Bigger than giants
More brutal than the Gods.
And what about ghosts of friends, loved ones?
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A clear reset – craved –
amongst an endless water cycle.
Suffocating waterfalls.
Turning style – bicycle.
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I tend to blow it up,
Love within the chest.
Heat enflares an endless body.
Fuses head to never rest.
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Hours churn – her image passes.
Like we, soon to grave.
Attempts to live, to love,
A pebble to be brave.
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