Sniff, sniff, ahhhhh, sniff, sniff, oooooo— ashes to dust, dust to plume.
Hot, hot, phew— hot, hot, view. I breathe it all in— it's in my skin.
Mountain of hell, rising behind lava propels rising inside. Spewing and stewing, the river runs through. Brewing and brewing a pattern bold, tattooing— I am what's ensuing.
Paraffin oil—my mouth roils, coating around in coils. Better get it out before it spoils.
Chimney inside, lungs puffed— throat closed off, so I don't get stuffed. Lips ready, nice and steady, You're so foolish, they said. Open your mouth, before you're dead.
I keep it closed until it's my time— with my own mind. I'm my own kind.
