Success
In the furnace
You call success
Flames consume desire
And inject a loneliness
Into embers
Which lie dying
Slowly
Upon ashes that
Disintegrate
Washing grey dust
Amongst the coals
That once
Lit the fire.
Copyright © Judith Palmer | Year Posted 2014
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