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FLUID LIGHTER (next draft)


Odd, he.

Turned early, he.

Some go dark, some go better than.

Some go rage with fever;

heat go blister air head under

or breath burn, pulse flame.

Heartbeat blaze air

touch wrist,

touch chest, he.

Smolder turtle collar he

hydrate sky

with torch tongue one drink he

make wind free from wrinkle


arid, acrid, bitter,

cry lemons he

sulfuric acid pee.

Odd, he turn early.

Some turn later go glee,

some turn dark.

Some come and go, he

go and stay.

Far gone, he;

well slept, we.



Musician, actor, poet, father, reader, human, alien, otherworldly spirit...Derrick J. Hines is and will continue to be until nothing is.

5 responses to “FLUID LIGHTER (next draft)

  1. Ermilia

    Lovely, I loved the use of he and then the final we. I love poems that use short phrases, it gives the poem rhythm. A haunting piece.

    – Ermisenda

  2. Beautifully written.
    Hope you like my poems. 🙂

  3. Wow you are good at the repeats. Like drops of water on the forehead, if you didn’t feel it the first or second time you soon will.

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