feed my flame

i collect these thoughts
they've come asunder;
mark my words and catch my drift,
feel these winds, they.will.shift
in my direction

check, this balance (i wanna bounce)
and i'm starting to run,
gunning baby, i'll be coming for you,
this push and pull we'll
work it through, too

i'm bored with this cord
you've placed around my neck;
you knew the debt that i'd amass,
baby i was counting on you,
counting on the checks you
knew wouldn't cash

exceptions to our rules we make and it's more
than time that you take,
I'm bored with this cord you've placed around my neck

space me place me, the comma in your way:
a.positional clause to give you pause or take up space;
exceptions to our rules we make

space me place me, the comma in your way,
you said you'd always stay; now i need a bit more space
so use a colon in this case

strike me i'm the match you've set on fire, fan
my flames and watch me burn,
you're up next to take your turn