The Coming Dawn

And the people here smoke like chimneys
holding their breaths
to fuel their furnaces
and the sun has gone down
and the moon has long since risen
and the time for comfort has long since passed
we have become more than hollow
we have become more than these vaunted buildings
on these haunted streets
and we will wait until the smoke clears
as though burdened by its coming
awaiting the light of the coming dawn.

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