Black Stone absorbing the fire
And the light
Brooding behind
The hearth
Brooding on the past
On the life unlived
On the fault lines
That led
To this darkness
In the firelight
In full view
Of the soporific observers
Absorbed by
The blackness beyond the light
But the fire dissolves
And the coldness encroaches
And the hearth is engulfed
In shadows
And the black Stone gathers
It's accomplices
And streches out
In cold accusatory drafts
We flee
The gapping horror
The foolish remain
Addicted to the past
To what might return
On a future evening
They await what might come again
But is this false hope
Or is this a new dawn
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