Hungry HeatA Poem by James K. BlaylockHungry Heat
how might we go, facing the flames head-on; or maybe with fireproof suits...
'cause either way, I'd imagine, we're gonna have to break on through this wall of heat;
and that beast looks hungry, as it licks its lips, thinking deeply, of soft, ripe, pink, flesh!
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5 Reviews Added on February 26, 2008 AuthorJames K. BlaylockTyler, TXAboutHi, I'm James K. Blaylock and I'm a poet/writer. I'm 39, and I live in Texas. I was born and raised here. I have been writing now for 13 years and I've been blessed to be published a number of times. .. more..Writing
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