Poetry

Faceless

By 21st January 2013December 9th, 2019No 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.

Andrew Diamond

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