Spontaneous Combustion
It all starts with a spark in my heart's pit,
A flickering flame held beneath my skin.
In a burst of ignition, I am lit,
Blazing against the night I see within.
Gasoline trails pour—the leaking, caustic
Streams cover my soggy lungs. I transpire
Obfuscating steams bright and frenetic
As my torched tongue begins to breathe in fire.
The umbrated panorama around
Blooms into a blushing brilliance and shine,
And the horizon surrounding is crowned
By the explosion in this heart of mine.
Spontaneously, I combust for you.
In the conflagration, I start anew.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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