Once, I blazed for you.
I listened like Moses to you incandescent commandments.
I melted in your Fiery Furnace.
But that blaze died.
Consumed by Lethian waters
after I paid the Ferryman
in the smoking ashes of my wasted ambition.
I realized you are all wet.
Author notes
How can I improve this poem? What doesn't make sense?
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