:::::::::::::long ago
::::::::::::A fire
::::::::::::burned
:::::::::::::::::::::within
now
::::::::::::::one little
:::::::::::::: coal
:::::::::::::::::::flicker-glows
on
/off
with
::::::::::::::::::::such saddness
:::::::::::::::::::::that it
:::::::::::::::::::::brings
a tear
of joy to my eyes
as
the
saltwater rolls off
my cheek
bone
I
::::::::: watch

the
----coal
__________steam
________________from
____________________contact
and
---finally
---die
down...
_______________________let
_______________________the
______________________end
_______________________of
_______________________ a
______________________dream
_______________________wake you
_______________________up
______________________to
_______________________stark
_______________________empty
_______________________living
_______________________cuboards.