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A picture I have to Burn


Spider ink
spread to catch your eyes in nets of memory
your painted smile is fixed
like sweet scented poison
toxic to taste
and too flammable to hold
bursting flames I conjured from the flint
red hot anger
greedily licking lips for the photo
blackening the edges of what used to be
making your eyes darker and cold
against the fire
smoke began to rise
and so my hate faded, evaporated
forgetting my crime
in my hand
a pile of precious bone white ashes
were the remnants of
the picture I had to burn.

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