Burning Books
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Burning Books
David J Walker
There is burning on
The next pages
The flame rages in words
Of fame and glowing embers
Ancient runes forgotten phrases
Members of book clubs
Meet in brewpubs
Tuesday afternoons
Reading single letters out loud
Before they disappear in
Perfectly clear air
Made of flames
The scribe did nothing
To hide the hidden meanings
Before setting them afire
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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