Ash
Cigarettes burn like a soul roasting on a spit.
Jumbled thoughts rambling, tumbling.
Falling down, down.
Don't call the forbidden names.
Curse forbidden melodies.
Don't pull away.
Why is burning in this fire so divine?
Purifying.
Consuming every lie.
Every mask.
Every face.
Nothing left but soot and truth.
Ash running through burnt veins.
Eyes seeing through a clearing smoke.
Glancing truth, at long last.
Do they turn away?
Or stare, trembling, weakened by the sight of it?
Jumbled thoughts rambling, tumbling.
Falling down, down.
Don't call the forbidden names.
Curse forbidden melodies.
Don't pull away.
Why is burning in this fire so divine?
Purifying.
Consuming every lie.
Every mask.
Every face.
Nothing left but soot and truth.
Ash running through burnt veins.
Eyes seeing through a clearing smoke.
Glancing truth, at long last.
Do they turn away?
Or stare, trembling, weakened by the sight of it?