Iron and Fire
The chain around Tim’s neck closed the circuit of his broken heart
Cuffed to the rafters the closed shackle padlock would not budge
He had not eaten for weeks and looked like a skeleton key personified
Shackled in apathy he shivered and gave in to guilt sorrow and fate
The noose grew tighter and the keys rattled out of reach in despair
‘This is it I have to let go and find solace in impermanence’s reach’
A lost soul’s contortions left nothing but pending penultimate suffocation
In the process he lost track of his mind and dangled in disbelief
Luckily Kim’s fire melted the locks and forged a passionate mould
31st May 2019
Forged by Fire
Sponsor Edward Ibeh
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