a chimney once held between
two fingers lies on the pavement
head kicked in
ash spluttered
against the concrete
embers refusing to let go
of their blood orange glow
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
a chimney once held between
two fingers lies on the pavement
head kicked in
ash spluttered
against the concrete
embers refusing to let go
of their blood orange glow
I challenged myself not to use punctuation. It was difficult.
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