Wednesday 30 October 2013

Sweet smoke….

At the other end of the wall
She leaned and smokes
The weeds vapor
Spreads like fog
Sunlight filtering through the haze

Multiplied ten folds
The stinging smell of burned Weed
Or is that flesh?
Can’t tell the difference
Spreads slowly
All around

Fills the head
The lungs
Ah! Sweet surrender
Into the arms

Of smoke….
Sweet smoke….