I want to bath in dancing smoke
let the October decay pour over me
even as it burns my eyes
permeating my clothes
it sings crackling invitations
like hand-written letters to anyone around
the promise of warmth in aria

when my time comes to take my leave
the lingering cologne will bring me back
if only for a brief moment
to the place where I am one
with the bears and wolves
a beast among beasts


2 Responses to “communion”

  1. wally426 said

    I can’t tell you how many images this piece brings about. Good to smell that ‘lingering cologne’ again this weekend, pal…

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