do not disownthe flame that dancesin your chest.
the wordswe needto buildanother worldare arriving.
It waspotent and nefariousonce
brew your cupof dreams
I thinkmy brain is a terrifying thing.
you long for mountains
I like your bitethe arrow of your wordssound without stutter
If only I could have bottledinspiration
you want meto be lessabundant, lessvisible, lessoffensive to your senses
the flame flickers