Oil slick

Roll me over on my back. 

Use a funnel, 

pour some light back into my chest. 

The meter on my heart reads empty. 

I think there may be a leak in my veins.

 I’ve left a trail, 

there are beings out there covered in my gasoline. 

I keep trying to hide the matches. 

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