fireside

at a gathering of poets
around a fire
fed by cardboard and pine cones,
the fire was fed, that is,
the poets were fed
on wine and words,
we, the poets, shared stories of
alcoholic husbands, dogs and hijacks
the fire shared reluctant warmth.

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