bathing in napalm

I bathe in napalm / oily fumes

awakens my writing demon / craving

feedback / validation / yet fearful of

the burning / the torch you throw me /

I hunger / as once I hungered her

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About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.