June 2, 2013 · 7:05 PM
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Set me Free

there is 

a red-white

blazing thing

that pulses at my fingertips

and makes my spine ache

It has your face

your face with those eyes

and that wolf-mouth

There is the sound

of your face burning in my veins

and it is Death who must let it out

Death with his silver-sharp teeth

Death who might set me free

from this terrible coursing

thunder of your face in my blood

in the night

in the grey hollows of my bones.

~Melanie Blackwell

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4 responses to “Set me Free”

  1. Brian Hughes
    June 2, 2013 at 8:11 PM

    I’ve had cigarettes that have that effect on me in the past.

    Reply
  2. lisanewlin
    June 2, 2013 at 8:50 PM

    I totally know this feeling! it was how I felt when I was younger and couldn’t shake my feelings for one particular guy. Fortunately, I met my husband and that cured me outright! 🙂

    Reply

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