Leave Behind
Radiant light heats the body and begin to make it melt
Eyes set on the melting body watch its every movement
The melting essence speaks its words as its been told before
The words live with purpose when leaving the melting essence
Melting not to terminate, but to strip it down to its core
A core that is pure in ecstacy as a performer
A core that creates to spark conversation
A spark that melts the repugnant layer I once had
Max Kennedy
This poem is about:
Me