Burning

	There's something acting on this body
	Something goes in when nothing comes out
	And someone's acting on this information
	But nothing's registered from this location
	From this site that
	I sense that
	I am, in asking
	What is this burning in my eyes?
	I wanted a language of my own
	My lips were sucked empty and
	I mouthed the lines
	Of this crowd that surrounds me
	Punctured and parceled i fold my hand
	To this site that
	I sense that
	I am in asking
	What is this burning in my eyes?