this is 

just speculation, 

just speculation, 

your pain cannot compete 

with incineration 

incineration. 

his skin cracks underneath 

the radiation. 

the radiation. 

he can hardly breathe in. 

this separation 

this separation 

is all there is in him: 



he's been calling your name, 

screaming through a wall of flames. 

a case of melting away, 

the floor has become his grave. 



deliberation. 

brought by intimidation 

searching the eyes of the sky. 

no limitation 

to my incarceration 

grounded wings can't seem to fly



so many near and i'll admit 

the embers glowing brightly lit 

like fireflies, 

they burn forever. 

the shadows laugh as bright as day. 

he knows they're aimed his way. 

he looks up and prays for 

gentle weather: 



he's been calling your name, 

screaming through a wall of flames. 

a case of melting away, 

the floor has become his grave. 

he's been seeing her face,

staring through a coffin case. 

she's been taken away 

here lie her remains.