Non functioning fireplace, I know how you feel mate.
All dressed up like a night full of tiles
stood static in one place with nothing to say.

Remember when you believed in Santa?
They soon put a stop to that,
stuffed your open mind with bricks
to prevent him sliding in.

They left your safety guard in front of you.
They call it decoration. I call it a temptation
to restart your burning imagination.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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