The boy with the suitcase filled with life’s fire fears the water
Waves embellish the sweet sound of menace he has come accustomed to
Damn water
The boys pupils twitch with the intensity of a million fish out of water
Why must he be afraid when he is so brave
The fire he holds in the suitcase begs to be opened
“Conform”
“Conform”
The boy hears the taunts
The boy breaks not like that of a wave but of a drought
“Fuck you!!!”
Picking up stones now throwing them back to the seas where they came from
The boy will open his suitcase eventually
The waves will dose his flames
His life elixir is what torments and kills him

 
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