breathe in cold vapors

ash, heat in our lungs

exhale through a shattered doorway

all eyes turn upon us

newcomers to the void

standing where the circle burns

out of place


the scent of flesh about us

do they beckon or dismiss?

empty seats wait in the firelight

us, rooted among trees with bent heads

all waiting for wind to howl again

stillness broken at the coming of a nameless thing

calling from a distance

begging to return to the circle



Photo by cottonbro from Pexels

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