swallow me whole and spit me into the depths of the abyss.
As if nothingness could scare me anyway.
Let his immortal flames burn at my soles lapping at my soul.
His warmth will be a welcomed token.
So let his flames take me.
I will rise from the ashes reborn,
So go ahead devour me.
Swallow me whole and spit me into those hissing flames
But then stand back, watch me as I rise again.
Karen Hayward ©2016