Restless
embers
Burnt
to a crisp
Underground
passages
Transcontinental
railroad
Millennials
talk shit
Tethered
to their smartass phones
Activate
your personalities
Drop
and give me forty winks
Gaunt
writer
Tilting
at stained glass windows
A
repository of fact and Shot in the Heart
non-fiction
Carves
musical explorations from coffee grounds and midnight oil
We
stand at the gates like barbarians or James Garner private dicks
His
interview style is on a need to know basis
Brandishing
the skill of a surgeon wielding his pen like a scalpel or unicorn horn
He’s
stood in the flames of deliverance and damnation longer than even he can recall
Charles Cicirella
10/16/18 
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