Raging Red! (A poem)

Heaving core, charcoal heat!
Billion blooms, delicate weave
Whipped red, stand straight.
Math bouquets to tattered leaves.

But how that rage feels real! Alive!
Invigorating spice thar sours
Delicious Fire, furious drive,
Offering no fruit or flowers.

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