In This Life I Remain

I was insane in gasoline
and in this life I remain
a person complex contrite;
you have beautiful flame.

Slip the slick lick of light
kissing the black of night
made me cry tears of joy
but them I tried to fight.

I want the warmth but I
the man with stars in eyes
can be cold to the cold
who pack hurt and lies.

Still I like the smile awhile,
under the stars they’re cold,
but I learn temper heat so
calm we can be bold.

I want to learn the stars
that you seem to know well.
Yes I like the way you say
you too have seen a hell.

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