Campfires
Campfires
I have been around them
Burned sausages
Smoke in my eyes
My heart has been hot
My back has been cold
Friends; lost and found
A vacancy sign; removed from my armpit
I have looked into the flames
I have put them out
I tought about that today
We sat in a circle, 2 meter apart
Talked about our back ailments
Almost like sitting around a campfire
Copyright © Jo Mykle Hofseth | Year Posted 2020
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