Racing Flame

Fists of fire! Racing flame!
Smashing walls within the maze
Let flash and flare astound
Swallowing the nations
Blaze!
A terrifying sound
Fists of fire! Racing flame!
A huge and fearsome hiss of breath!
I taunt myself against the grain
I know I am a thing of death!
Turning to my darkest heart
I fear my deepest, truest part
And hate, and hate this living pain
These fists of fire! Hope is vain!

[1993]