Fading tale
The glowing coal
Exposes the vacuity
Encysting the tree bed
Owls sing to a congregation
Of unseen ears
Young bloods gloat in the groove
Of spinning lights
Griming in the galore
Of smokes and pints
As they dance to the elegy
Of the western blizzard
The moon is out
The pregnant old man aghast
As the orb of mats remains void
And unborn tales fade
poem by Lucius Ndimele
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