NaPoWriMo 2013 – Day 8

Fire Comes

Do not know these tears
When the fire comes
From the tongues speaking
Mysteries once seen
In the ink marking books
As fictional creatures
Lugging them up stairs
Proving that the beast
Is not mightier than the pen
Do not know these cries
When the fire comes
From the tongues spreading
Kindling to and fro
Laying the world clean
The fire spreads them to waste
Never knowing this place
Ended up in, forced by flickers
Do not know these secrets
When the fire comes

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