- firewater lake -



I have a lake inside me.
All hot
and bothered
a steaming froth
a broth
of such a muck
that it's akin
to firewater.

A burning, raging hell
Wet as Wednesday rain
Yet hot as the Sunday thaw.

A $1.49 drink of Naya and kerosene;
Just one match and you've got a picture;
A living, moving picture
.
of ME.

the lake is there
it's always brimming and brewing
and stirring and stewing
.
it's called my EMOTIONS;
ever-changing
ever-ever
whatever.

fire and water
ash and ice

a convention of paradoxes
and me; all me; always me
caught dead in the middle

but that's all you've got
when your soul is alive
and bubbling over
with the curse
of Firewater.



- Scimitar Wraith - hmm - it must be getting late.  I'm starting to BaBBle!