Fire, white, yellow, red Flaming hair spread along The startling beams shot From roof to wall To bed. Flaming city blocks on Fire doused
It And I
The sinews of its powerful legs draw a pathway along its uncoiled body that I traverse with fearful eyes. Caught in its thrall, I am unguarded as it wraps the span of its wings around the flame of my essence. It pulls me into its flesh as our fires flame as one.
He Follows
This is something I put together for the Jerrymanders project. I Am Free and He Follows. Talking in the background is Craven Looney from the Reachville Community News Online where you can read the story from its inception, then click the Toddlystew’s link to read the SMS’s for a laugh, and more story, then make …