On fire
Burned
Reborn
Revived
Told you would fit in fine
(I don't feel like I fit in)
Anymore
Anyday
The at-long-last guns fire
And it makes me feel as though my time and days and feelings and dreams-
Stolen
All taken away
Pressure against the rib cage
Dry tongue, eyes stinging
Moreover, the world continues
Fast-moving senators and prostitutes and their children
I am nothing like them
I am the outside through
Smoke windows
Through blank walls
Through it all
On fire
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