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Winter Fires

I've been burning winter fires -
trying to forget about you
and failing miserably.

I've pruned back rampant bushes
pulled reluctant roots from soil
sawn branches back to boughs

and now there's a yellow flame
that darts through the dry pile
blackening the greens and browns

rendering them to carbon bones
and smoke that curls up and fades
into the grey sky, taking memories

of summer nights and spring days
until it's only a memory itself,
smelling sharp, stinging the eyes.

I've been burning winter fires -
trying to forget about you
and failing miserably.

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