Recharge

And I was woken by the gravityless black

Red line, redlining -
earth quenched of fire
itself a Promethean liberation

And I pondered
Typically
To plead if we could have
A warm fire

Like an old bonfire with friends
Wearing jumpers flecked with grass

Someone [else's] written line
in another language
I used before

Both line and language
Covering zeugma and waterfront

A fire without fury
Have.