Consuming Lies Poem by C.Ann Penning

If only the lies that fall from your tongue
would be ablaze like searing red coals,
as they rolled from your lips
smoldering into the depths of your heart,
bursting into a rampant inferno
sucking every ounce of oxygen from your being
to feed its own existence,
ensuring disintegration of
everything in its path,
leaving your remains
a pile of ash and charred bones,
I’d take the biggest breath I had and blow!