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. Hearth

to know the
soot-black red brick back
with the
thick slate hearth-masked grate
and webs
not seen but kept
loose-ends which hang and sing
with winds
which twitch and bite with hollow
lustless teeth
which swallow time and knock

it back and up
that sober sallow throat where


oh so like tallow
spasms and attacks
cold rushes in in turn to fill
the chasms
and the cracks

the cracks bely
a distant hidden square of sky

which glistens slightly to the nonexistent eye

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