Infernos

the fires we thought far off burn now

burn the high places burn down to the water

burn poor people in their houses burn wings and the very stones

burn every creature burn tar and oil and wood

burn art and burn bards

burn carcass burn ruin

burn the moon we move to thinking that the safest place

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 2 September 1666.

Dave Bonta

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the fires we far off
burn the high
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