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The Ignition Point

The Ignition Point

You were born into this world

Not to be a person, but a mother

At least, that is what you were told

But never once thought to believe

 

As a child, you went to school

Learned biology, anatomy

And found that was all you saw:

Cells and nerves

As opposed to flesh and sweat

 

You watched your friends partner off

But craved the stars more

Getting lost in strings of lights

While they were stuck moaning on the ground

 

One day, you found a single spark

Out of place

For it was not caught in the map of your skies

But amidst the throng of human hearts

 

She warmed you

And at once, you found your fingers charred

Flesh frozen

Yearning for a foreign heat

That she obligingly burned into your chest

Like liquid fire in your veins

And dripping candle wax on your skin

 

You'd never once wanted what they had

Never understood the need

But she, and only she,

Set your soul alight

And your body ablaze

 

And this, you could accept

Colors

Colors

Vol. 1, Issue 2

Vol. 1, Issue 2