Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


death of lust


you're dead now rotting
in my bed

and i am left alone
cleansing myself
of desire

i am still burning from
my hair to my toes
and there is no
fireman coming

Submitted: Friday, September 25, 2009

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