Walking on Fire

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Inspired by the song "Walking on Fire" by Evolution

Walking on Fire

I can feel the drugs

Kicking into me

Only a small window of hope

Before I lose who I am

A small flicker of light in your eyes

Echoing onto something you can’t see

A spiral of ripples

A transformation

Time is slowing

May soon be over

Slowly melting over me

The wax of the burning candle

Dripping into the forming ripples

A warm liquid washing over me

Making me solid

Holding me still

Unable to push away

Under the tap of their feet

An echo above me

Forming into a word

Over my very being

Contemplating though

Maybe

I am not whole.

11/28/12

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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