Coal - The Jack Wood

we are the coal under the sole

we are the silence in every room

tangled in grey hair

colour of our choler

we are the sons of uniform

dew drops on animal’s fell

remember

and you’ll be forgiven

remember

it will save you

blind coal, count my fingers slow

red red cream and gold sky blue emerald white and purple dark cold grey flame

black

it may be a hot spot on your eye

it may be scale of a mermaid