Thread: Random works

I really liked a lot of the works on this forum, so I thought I would post a couple of random poems I have saved here on my work computer.

This doesn't have a title...actually I wrote it the morning after I had a dream that I was at a nightclub and the bartender accidently set me on fire while trying to concoct a flashy drink.

With rushed movements,
I push past the half closed door,
A step into the damp lamplight,
A decision...left or right into the night?

I choose the latter and take flight,
A thick stench assaults my senses,
Dense smoke chokes my eyes,
As they begin to rinse with tears—I cry.

I recognize that flesh is burning,
I pray turning that it is not my own,
If so the pain delays as fear performs,
It’s wicked foreplay--my horror forms.

Light is all about…I cannot see,
A silent shout for help is cast,
My thoughts plead for sound,
As I choose to fight toward the ground.

I try to decide, to lie and die,
Or to dive and survive another day not worth living.