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The Linens and Embers

By Brian

Through the city there lies two.
The Linens.
The Embers.
Across each other in this city.
The same street, across each other.
A figure approaches.
Simple, no feature.
A shadow.
Between these Embers and Linens.
The shadow peels.
Flakes.
Falling apart in between Embers and Linens.
The Embers and Linens sit.
Watching.
The figure ashes.
Blowing.
Linens and Embers staring.
No longer a figure, no longer an entity, no longer.
To those who I have, and those I have not.

The Grim Night,
Brian, grimnight@hotmail.com


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