Blood fire

Blood fire

we cannot call it

by another name

 

recognition:

deep stab

in the heart of things.

 

Blossom blazes

for a day

confetti pink.

 

Blood fire:

here mediocre

stalks the edge

 

of chaos.

 

Dictators dirge

& politicians ply

platitude

 

while nations

burn.

 

But you & I

conspire

consumed

 

in red fire

unasked for.

 

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