Ashly Demise Poem by michael Smajda
Ashly Demise
I feel like a piece of dried wood,
Mercilessly, thrown into a fire,
Having grown as tall as any,
Nearby, local neighborhood tower,
Demising as camp fires will do,
Slowly burning. Flames sparkling 'round,
Waiting for timber to transform me
To ashes cooling on the ground.
Wednesday, December 28, 2022
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