tendrils of smoke
are the misty cloak
covering eyes
with utter surprise
letting no thought
to wisdom untaught
voidless whims
in it love swims
following a stream
a boundless dream
quelled summer sun
i wish for just one
squallid hopes
entangled in ropes
the lines have been crossed
now all hope has lost
forget what you know
watch the wind blow
see where the seed
will finally recede
the earth is tainted
like a bench spray-painted
earthen desires
flicker like camp-fires
dropping anchor
like so much rancor
question your will
eat your fill
swallow
live
breath
again