Monday, 28 January 2008

Monday, 28 January 2008

Sharp Fire

In the black abyss,

Blocked from light,

A fiery wall,

Of barbed wire.

Blazes scorch,

Spikes slice my flesh,

Blood flows without restraint,

Only part of me unbound.

Soft as air,

Surges around me

In the flickering night.

Yet its spikes push me

Back into the shadows.