Death fuels life

Tyrone Graham
Jul 29, 2017 · 1 min read

Death
fuels life,
desire
rife and ripe
drives it:
with fire
and ice
and flowers,
to doom’s
crumbling brink;
and martyrs
inspired
burn and bloom
brightest
— faggots
aflame
lighting
a dark room —
foreshadowing
tomorrow —

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Tyrone Graham

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