Carpet

Daddy
I would call you but
My skins on fire and my
Tears won’t
Put out the flames.

Daddy
I would call you but
I’m choking on the
Black smoke of me,
I can’t breathe.

Daddy
I would call you but
I’m exploding hot white
Molten hell
Spilling out of me.

Daddy
I’m calling to tell you
That I love you I’m
So sorry for it all
And for making such
A mess on the carpet.

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