Gasoline

Gasoline spill on blacktop Rainbow color pop (¯`'•.¸de l'arc-en-ciel¸.•'´¯)

Gasoline,

runs like a stream,

within my dream,

immolating me,

Gasoline,

covering me,

have you see,

those who perish,

in the gasoline.

Gasoline,

don’t extinguish me,

for while I am burning

I feel my soul

is being cleaned.

As I burn,

the world burns to,

consciously awoken,

spiritual truths,

are hard to deny,

As I burn, the world

does at the same time.

Gasoline,

sparks a fire,

within me,

Gasoline,

stoke the passion

of my funeral pyre,

Gasoline,

is it illusory,

or is this the real life

that we live as conscious reality.

 

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