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date: 2019-08-18
weight: 27
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<div class="cw">Self harm</div>

<div class="verse">There is too much fire in me
    to be described by the soldering iron's tip.</div>

> I must not fear.

<div class="verse">Were I to draw it across my skin,
    it would all spill out at once.</div>

> Fear is the mind-killer.

<div class="verse">I'd melt, eaten whole by flames,
    and flow into a pool of molten glass.</div>

> Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.

<div class="verse">Sublimation would claim me,
    atoms would scatter, diffuse.</div>

> I will face my fear.

<div class="verse">I would be borne up through the clouds,
    and grow lighter by the second.</div>

> I will permit it to pass over me and through me.

<div class="verse">All that energy poured to the air around me,
    an imperceptible increase in temperature.</div>

> And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.

<div class="verse">Particle would excite particle
    until I'm felt only as warmth on your face.</div>

> Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.

<div class="verse">But even that would not be enough.</div>

> Only I will remain.