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Arson

 
Your lips
drip napalm
down my neck,
my skin crackles
and bleeds
against your
fevered hands,
as your mouth
takes mine and
drives white-flamed
agony
through my
stomach with
each
new
word.

And itís not
enough,

so I
beg
you

to burn me.

Burn me so hot
burn me so hard
that I need
a mind graft
to exist in society
without scaring
small children

Choke me
until I can only
rub my swollen
need against your
gasoline-drenched
thigh,
and whisper
through a
smoke-battered
throat

how

fucking
hot
you
are.

Stroke the flames
until theyíre as
frenzied as I am
beneath the
flash-fire agony
of your desire;

break me into
kindling and
soak the pieces in
a lit kerosene lamp
and
burn me
until the horizon
is washed away
in a blue-blaze
shockwave.

Kiss me softly
and light the match.

Leave nothing
but a pile of
charred bones
at the door.
Betty
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