crossing over

sometimes, if you don’t burn
the bridge, it will burn you.

it might not happen right away;

it may take days, months, years
for the crazy-beautiful-fucked-up flames

to lick your way:

and leave you maddening
in a time-whipped daze.

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2 thoughts on “crossing over

  1. operahell says:

    I couldn’t say it better myself.

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