{"sf1_id":1227696,"sf2_id":"GnDO0v0m","title":"There is too much fire in me","author":"makyo","words":111,"posted_at":"2017-08-16T18:17:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","mental health"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1227696-there-is-too-much-fire-in-me","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDO0v0m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/64/14/6414121b-98a7-4b65-a8b3-c8e0c19944c2","description":"#6 of Poetry\n\nMore brain problems :P","content":"There is too much fire in me to be described by the soldering iron's tip.  \n  \nIf I were to draw that across my flesh,  \nit would all spill out at once.  \nI'd melt, eaten whole by flames,  \n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; and flow into a pool of molten silver.  \nI would be borne up through the clouds,  \n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; and grow lighter by the second.  \nSublimation would claim me then,  \n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; atoms would scatter, diffuse.  \nAll that energy poured to the air around me,  \n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; an imperceptible increase in temperature.  \nParticle would excite particle  \n\u0026nbsp; until I'm felt only as warmth on your face.  \n  \nBut even that would not be enough.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1227694-when-i-fall-i-will-remain-whole.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1227700-meaning-self.json"}}