The pavement steams, blistering sun after a torrential downpour, smoke rise and bright daylight I feel it all deep inside, at a loss for something missing; I am steaming inside as much as the street is, from a deeper heat and heavier drenching I have brought upon myself, unable to cure the ache that inspires this fire in me, clutching the cause, keeping it from exploding in my hands when my minds eyes sees something else; this spark that starts this fire in this dark place, with no other way to keep it contained, steam rising out of me first, then it bursts through, and having no one else to touch, I must touch myself, slowly, winding it up until the downpour comes and the steam dissipates
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