smoke

my head is filled,
eyes hazed
it burns my throat,
it’s all that i can smell
licks its way across my ribs,
slithers down my sides
it crawls, glides,
drags, pushes itself to my planes
nerves ignited,
i twitch, i writhe
everything it touches,
is blackened,
smudged
i am left
scorched,
pan-

-ting

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