
the flames in your bones
are intense. subside when doused
with a potion or something else.
reignite, without fail; monotone drone;
a split second after dawn or following
a sort of wood-wind reveille,
at any time— even if not blown
shrill at all; all consuming
boorish breeder of charred remains.
2 comments:
"wood-wind reveille" - beautiful metaphor that captures floating through flues of sound...
oh, hello Irina,
thank you.
i hope you've been well.
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