carrying the coals

Hell’s a fire that’s never extinguished
living bright in the hate-heated heart
that death-bathed; that endless, eye-gouging anger
entombing the phantoms of past wrongs
every Francesca and Paolo flayed to
every Dante’s desperate desire
hollow shades bent to a baser need
while the flames burn only against walls
the walls of the one carrying the coals

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