Faceless

by | Jan 21, 2013 | Poetry | 0 comments

We’d see faces in the fire,
People who we didn’t know,
And we’d watch their features glow,
Knowing that they’d do no harm;
They’d be there to keep us warm.
Now, due to technology
We don’t stare into our grates.
Central heating radiates
Warmth into the chilly air;
With no faces anywhere.

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