Crucible
A #poetry thread

i.

I walk through woods.
They're filled with graves
that lean. My hood's
pulled up. Sky's grey.

Roof on arches,
a lonely bench,
a place that watches,
dark, entrenched.

An archway through
pavilion's dark.
It leads me to
a furtive spark

to light a pyre
for my past self:
no song, no lyre,
no drink to health.

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