Stoke the Forge

Stoke the Forge Unrefined, rough, jagged scrap Set into a firebrick sand trap Atop a crucible of graphite An invader on smoldering coal light Billows depress and blast the furnace Metals rest and slags surface Sitting atop a thermite pillow Sleeping until the husk is yellow Pneumonic pressure blowing cinders Embers stoke and winter withersContinue reading “Stoke the Forge”

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