Treasure Island

kaitlyn wells


devoured by flames


the flames curl
and grab at the letter,
tasting and devouring the message
licking the edges,
turning them in to a thin crisp.
the scarlet color drowns out
into a deep blue
turning crimson,
then drowning out at the last second.
the note is devoured,
left only the crumbs
and the message is no more.

Submitted: Monday, November 11, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 12, 2013
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I was eating a smores then dropped what I didn't eat in the fire. as it was devoured, I got the idea and wrote it down.

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