Fire that glares.

Fire that glares.
Fistful of blackness 
I swallow, 
swallow with an insatiable need 
I’m afraid the rage, 
the fire that glares at the ink 
has me crackling 
under the skin. 
How I laugh 
at my audacity, 
yet here I am 
Here I am 
swallowing fistful of blackness 
to my own 
fiery demise...

                  jagged tongue 
                    What say you, O Hunger?

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