consumed by heat, the photons make for unsteady footing, finding purchase as the waves roll on

the flesh seared, blackened and blistered on my calves, tattooed flesh rendered into ash

nubs where podiatry is rendered worthless

the tongues of blue lick upwards, my thighs aflame, aerobic activity feeding the fires

greasy black smoke fills the air

another victim of anemic arson, an anarchistic vision of love song gone wrong

i was worried you didn’t love me, and now as my entire being is consumed i still fight the pain and ride the solar treadmill hoping to be wrong

and it surely feels the suffering will only grow worse

paroxysmal attacks, it is all in my head but the belief the torment is real sets nerve endings flaring with with waves of inexorably miserable intensity

walking on sunshine, wading ever on through the agony of insignificance

naturally occurring photosynthesis and exploding pods of chlorphyllic dissent

a dramatic recreation of pompeii in slow motion and the systemic belief that it is all too real

a play in three acts of indifferent nostalgia and gruesome mental exercise

playing in the ruins of bubblegum pop

i’m walking on sunshine

i may have misconstrued

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