You look at the world differently
when you know you can burn it
down. Leave nothing but ashes…
I saw the fire for what it really is.
The flames black absent of color,
the smoke crimson. Untouched,
unmoved until I feel it wave back
and forth as I get closer with my
hand. The fire grabs me…
Have you ever seen nature hungry?
Let go of just a piece of your morality
shed just a layer of what you think
it means to be human bound to
You look at nature differently when
you realize it’s really hungry. You
breathe the air differently when you
realize what it’s really craving.
I would rush to breathe the
Crimson smoke of the Black Fire.
Allow my eyes to be seen within
the red haze. When I took in
the black fire I was embraced
with the wave of its black flames.
Embraced by the truth of
nature, seeing the answers in
the red haze of the…