Clicks of a Typewriter
Fire
What if fire was a drink?
a rushing juice that got you loose?
a savage flame that charred your lips
you'd wince through stinging sips
a dangerous buzz that made you choke.
a beast that clawed it’s way down your throat.
What if fire was a drink?
a rushing juice that got you loose?
a savage flame that charred your lips
you'd wince through stinging sips
a dangerous buzz that made you choke.
a beast that clawed it’s way down your throat.
What if fire was a drink?