you lay numb
the fire, it dances
taunting, flickering, in and out
hope that it may help
help to that your frozen fingertips
slow your chattering teeth
soothe, ebb the icy grasp of the violent, pulsing
that is your fear and your doubt and denial
the drowning, whispering, screaming
wave that comes crashing
beating down, soaking to the bone
now it clings to you
like cold, damp clothes on your back
a harsh reminder of the elements
but the fire dances yet
you must go
why do you shiver still?
have the friendly flames not licked away that which is your anguish?
but the burning
relentlessly, more and more acute still
until you step away
the inferno of agony slowly begins to subside
was it the fire harming you all the while?
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