The Fire Apparatus

Burnt up are nerves,
Flames blown up,
All are dead,
None is up,
Fumes & fire,
Mix with steam,
Kills my soul,
The fire beam,
So much of heat,
I turn into gas,
Endless you are,
You fire stash,
Atoms are hot,
They vaporize,
‘m damn dead,
& the heat arise,
Words of heat,
Blow the paper,
You are fire,
The fire proper,

& you come from-

The Fire Apparatus,
The famous,
Infamous,
The nimbus,
So bright,
& fire,
To the wight,
You shed,
& We dread,
That we burn up,
You do burn up,
So,
Burn us,
Come & burn us,
Apparatus,
Burn us more,
To the core,
Let us burn,
Let us turn,
Into smoke,
& ashes,
& fly,
To the sky,
There lie,
In heaven,
Count – 7,
6,
5,
4,
3,
2,
1,
0-

FIRE…

Abstract:- Burnt up dead.

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