Last Glint From the Kindling

the fire ring made just before dusk with the two of us in daze of yore drank many more frothened mugs forgotten or remembered as embers toward midnight made it's light by the moon but not on this new moon night as haggard staggering steps took me before the tents door i unzipped leaving forth a piss to put out the last of the light and on that night's demise for no fire was left to light the last if the pheonix's everlasting life