Round 1: R. Frank vs. 16. MKG \\ Frank wins 6-3

[Frank]

"Don't Look Down"

The Firefighter fought off the flames before he forcibly grabbed me;
As the window billowed with smoke, then broke; engulfing my lungs, coughing coarsely and madly
Stories above New York they latched me to the ladder, as we leaned back and forth, fanning the heat
Everybody ran in the street inaudibly gasping, pointing, panicking, as the building burned badly to its core in an agony
Cabbies got out of their taxis blowing their horns unanimously, while the pedestrians looked on drawn like the moth to the torch of humanity
My mothers corpse lie its black debris scorched to an ashy heap, gorgeous and ghastly she died dormant, I had to leave...
This ladder seems to be melting in the early morning 4 alarm portrait of catastrophe
The Firefighter looks over at me immorally with authority, remorselessly with apathy
And says "Don't look down..." morbidly, flames, orangey, flashy.




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