A Moment Into Black

A sonnet, a look at spoilers in life

The curses came through window panes of grey

Cast cackles of disdain upon the fire

Around the hearth sat warming hands and toes

In cloaks of crimson, purple, jaunty green

Such stories told, such verse was freely shared!

And wine aplenty hot from spicey brews

A voice, the teller sang a wondrous tale

Yet from the shadows came the angry imps

They smashed the cups and pissed upon the flames

They tore with daggers into cooling cheeks

They ripped an eye and kicked into a groin

The circle broke a moment into black

But then our eyes they met in strength of will

Remade the circle, banished all the chill.

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