Anthracite

We came out bye rather quickly
and stood gathered in the night
the portal up the slope a bit
just there within our sight

disbelief parked on faces black
no teeth just eyes are seen
murmurs crawled about us
of the event that had just been

and as we watched the rising smoke
asking what rules were bent
knowing now that it carried
the souls of mining men

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