*

Squeeze limbs till demons be rinse as rain,
settle deep underneath crusts grain,
held within own damned fire tamed;

it's and another's simple intake,
a feckless thought baked...
in pointing out the correct path to take;
sounds forged on tongue to subdue mine wounds,
heart recalculates by belies & autotunes;

wait...
as I try to wake,
none dream task... even with forceful quake;

Yet,

unless one's been held beneath stacking weight,
or several burned out fires have been raked;
even more so... passion drastically felt,
&
fell
&
failed -
you've no place in sharing blurted waste.