FlammenA Poem by Nicole Currie
Claws scraping,
grazing,
scratching,
those terrible wounds.
Salty tears drip, drop,
Filming scorched eyes.
Bulbous windows of horror,
Tightly shut before terrible angels.
© 2009 Nicole Currie |
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