Alive, But Burning

November 4, 2007
The night was chilled, the fire lit-
We sat around it all-
I saw the flaming of the pit-
Progress around the wall.

The world around me turned about-
In sight of that poor soul-
She barreled through the rigid slout-Like a gigantic troll.

I screamed upon seeing the scene-
Running through the trees-
Baffled by the burning stream-
And sound of scrunching leaves.

And so I ended up right here-
Alive to tell the tale-
Without so much a scar or sear leading to the trail.

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