soot & silt

wrested
by her ruthless arms

would shards emerge
untrue

the trepid ward
of words
left wanting

deftly held

o wintry dearth

awaiting
in the wane
of mirth

to etch our hour

there
beside the withered branch

which bore
what youth

yet squanders
into soot and silt

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