Teacherous Tree embers Bring light to my night

Glow aged red with Dangerous Delight

Bring warmth to my hearT with a Hard Lived Life

Trust not but ourSelves in your flames near Sight

Treacherous Tree embers burn Slow as i Sleep

Garnished Pops of oak Knots with screaming dew boiled deep

Bear history to my morning of a night i shall keep

a morning of all days built torn down by the waking mind that holds that blessed bottle

no cork to fill the top but a childproof

push-

turn-

... breath.

pop.

that sorrowful shake to get the halfed solid fairy dust falling just right to your palm

3 fell but one will do.

now water