smoke pours from my mouth
backlit in a darkened room
even the gentle giant does damage
transgressions of a cynical circle ignite longing
less than perfect attributes threaten invasion
no distinct path to action is displayed
no further communication needs to be held
awaiting the death of memories brings knowing
all to familiar fragrances permeate the atmosphere
crushing a kiss with the momentum of timidity can send tremors for weeks after
despite what was taught
beyond the veil lies the will to do better
lost in frail examples of that which does not work for me
although strength is on my side
courage
calamity nips at their heels
pricking my finger i am reminded of the pain
the torment of a silent night
the rage of apathy
lessons of loneliness linger on lipstick traces
left on napkins
wine glasses
and
faces
dance in shame when we play the game
absolute immortality illuminates the dark
from behind
while the smoke fills the room
i dare not turn
there is nothing left
confronting illusions can spawn madness
the rush is enough for me
to know
to feel
to find comfort in
life
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