When words play cruel coquettes
and you're drawn to stubs
like puddle soaked cigarettes
the glacial hush snubs.
Where is the tinder
for sonorous bonfires?
Pegasus' canter
sears what inspires.
It stills the inner ear
with apathy's drone
and the dumbshow vents clear
the muted chill of bone.
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