shriven

sad day, cold day
taste of burning on my
tongue and in my nose,
throat, I have been eating
fire

hearth is cold, dirty
in abeyance, needs tending
I'm not sure I can fix it

feet cold, toes freeze
there is no snow or ice
out there - it is dry
with blue skies and
cloud

in here:  dismal lights
endless hours of days
this week of draught
and foray into disappointment
at the sight
cold wick will not light
no flame, only shroud

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