Flames! Flames on the side of my face!

Vulcan

Of all things,

you should’ve

expected consistency

from me—

a burning in the

gut of earth,

a heat that seeps

into veins—lava. 

I warn you that

these chains

bind us—

but talking to

you is like

talking to

the ocean. 

Thinking I could

pin you—foolish. 

You will cast these

chains off again,

but don’t you dare

forget who here

chose War first.  

~Hammeh