I've got smoke in my lungs

And a past life in the trunk

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“willfully throw my body to the flames and dress my skin in gasoline” (2012)

let this conflagration leave me fallow

this self-immolation, this towering billow of scorched flesh

is my monument to renewal, to catharsis, to regeneration

this hallowed form I assume, with arms spread christlike

is my monument to sin, to repentance, to ascendance

this body curls in the flame, with all its tears and gushing veins

washed out from within me, I can step proudly from behind my shadow

and walk freely into eternity