Burning Poem by Chris Leermakers

Looking out for love
looking for lust?
just be careful
when you turn that key
and don't turn
don't turn the knob
If you think it's going to burn

Burning your hands
are you burning?
at your own front door?
burning hands
no im not playing
I'm not joking
I think someone's
trying to settle a score

Are you sure
that your key number
is really 369?
absolute power
leads to absolute betrayal
no, I'm not laughing
just being careful

When you're a fool
well it's still me here trying
trying to help
offering the right tools
trying to stay cool
and yet
not even close to you

Do your dreams
always work out?
even in another timeline
why don't you just
keep drinking
drinking your own
pathetic stale wine

I'm not playing,
not shaking you down
no more playing
with you anymore
not going down
yeah i'm not going to burn for any score
haven't we seen
all this before?
behind your doors
haven't we
seen it all before?

now look at your hands
touch your face
examine your own eyes
those eyes do tell
now tell me who's lying
who's burning?

I've already tried
cooling you down
but the wishing well
has already gone,
gone bone dead dry
that's why you haven't heard heard your own
internal alarm bell

now you're burning
yes burning
burning in your empty cell
burning yourself
all the way
the path to your own hell

11: 11
is it just a number?
some choose it for this
some choose for that
people living
living in the now
already know that crap
our people don't worry
yeah we just laugh
at your foolish ignorance,
It's you're own delusion

No worries, no concerns
yeah no concerns about little fire ants
like you
maybe only a select few
yeah maybe some of those
large by
fire ants will
will never truly see
never be free
or never enter
and play the game carefully,
strategically
is there only one right clue?