Last Bonfire

Fucking fire
Makes my face melt
So hot
I imagine my face melting
From my bones
Like wax
Dripping
Slipping
Disfiguring
Creating
A sloppy mess
Of shit that used to be
That one
Stupid
Lonely
Fuck
At a bonfire

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4 responses to “Last Bonfire

  1. I hope you are writing from memory and not suffering now. I think we can all empathize with the feeling of not wanting to be somewhere or just hating ourselves so much……. be happy, great post !

  2. you seem a bit down this week, or fking strangers…lol hope everythings ok? :)

    • J.R.Taylor

      Naw, I’m good. Usually my poetry is miserable seeming because that’s exactly the opposite of how I feel, ha. I’m a walk talking writing contradiction!

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