Sorry, I ain’t no
Angel….
I am man-shaped,
and I continuously burn,
a living yellow flame….
From days of old,
people have runned
from
my embrace,
Fearing the passions
I would share with them.
Why do they flee me?
In school,
I would sometimes set
my desk on fire
just sitting with
daydreams of loss….
I sit,
Alone,
Lacking someone
like myself who I
can burn with!!!
No Angels need apply….
Liferaft in the Abyss 