Burning through the depths of my soul,
Your poisonous presence so toxic
Triggers emotions that torment and crush.
As my heart threatens to implode, crush;
A bright, tiny ember in my soul
Flickers and flames to fight the toxic
You. The shining torch rising against you, toxic
creature, filled with lies meant to crush;
So powerful now is the rage within my soul.
Desire glowing, oh my soul, threatened no more from the toxic, my lips long for other lips to crush.
An example of a this month’s poetry slam style, the tritina.