Wendy C. Barton

Burning Flesh

The one I dream of
burns before me
he coughs hard and huffs
melts before me
to help, I reach
I weep, it's too late
some emotions breach
regret, rage and hate
flashes resurface
haunting my dreams
and for an instance
I wake and scream
I would say it hurts
I'm a monster, I'm sure
I enjoyed the blood in spurts
as the stench of burning flesh, stirs

WCB 3/10/07


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