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through her suffering
We're burning
around the front door
Does she feel it
She grabs the handle
the rising prickly heat
As your bile
As your tears
like she has sat too close
Perhaps you know the feeling
that comes rushing over you
At the first tiny bit of weight
ignoring the sizzling
to an electric radiator
when your home is compromised
or invaded or corrupted
far too long
of her own flesh
and her skin has begun to redden
Do you smell smoke
Do you smell
and blossom before the bars
the creeping ruin of a life
A stalking creature
