Cigarette Mistress

It starts with a flame. A moment of weakness. A moment of dependency. A breath. Something burns. And we become one, in that moment. Each time I put my lips to her, something ignites. A needless passion. A wordless consummation. She fills me. Embraces me, as she turns to wisps of smoke. And exhaling slowly, [...]

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Streets

Narrow streets and alleyways
And wandering, wandering
Just for wandering’s sake
We walked
Past shop houses
Old churches
Gravestones, and people reduced to
Names, memories
Carved in stone
Drawn to empty plots of land
And abandoned spaces
A playground, falling apart
A boy rides past on his bicycle
Carrying a loaf of bread
Whistling as he went along.

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Dance

And we’ll dance, in the rain
You and I,
Beneath gray clouds
And heaven-shed tears
We’ll remember, and forget
Under a crying sky.

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