Saturday, February 11, 2006

VAPOR

VAPOR
5/26/00

Vapor
From the burning of the flame
From the what I call my name
It’s a singeing just the same
It’s a pity it’s not a game

It’s a shadow deep inside
It’s a haunting of the lie
It’s a failure you haven’t tried
It smells like parts have died

And I can smell the vapor
Of the burning of my taste
To waste time is to rape her
Do you leave your time disgraced?

When you feel the power
When you taste the flame
That’s when you seize the hour
And the piece consumes the game

It’s the shining of a life
It’s removal of the knife
It’s the pyre I call my name
As this piece burns down the game

And I can smell the vapor
I will rise up from the flame

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