Heart furiously pumping out the belly button lint
Fingers twitching out blood and vinegar-laced tears
Eyes darting feverishly building up a violent tint
Deeply scratched cheeks highly bitten, raw and far from cashmere

The words spill out before the mind knows
The eardrum amplifies the backlash
The lungs fill with decomposed flow
Its time to run, run run from the fire backdraft

Alone on the dais
The knees buckle
But the lips ablaze
Let out an impassioned chuckle