this is the acid wood
the residual scent left
fingers singed and nostrils wrent
embers to build a bed upon
ideally stoked all last night
half way through awake
to hear the fire lost in space
the residual scent left
fingers singed and nostrils wrent
embers to build a bed upon
ideally stoked all last night
half way through awake
to hear the fire lost in space
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