Fire, Fire by Edwina Reizer

Fire, Fire
in hell do they burn?
Fire, Fire
here’s my concern.
I cannot think
of hell right now,
only of the fire
that burns somehow
inside my brain
that inflames my senses
and heats up
seeing all pretenses
that prevail in this world,
Not the fires
of the underworld.

Author: Edwina Reizer

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