The weight shifts and the fire is drawn deeper into the ashes, sifting through the tired webs of breath and lung. An exhalation births coils of smoke, rising gamely, writhing in the seething winds. It is a meditation upon the transitory. It is a meditation upon the motion of life between the worlds.
Dusk settles and the storm just misses, and the trees sway in the full trot of the rising air. Smoke curdles and it flees, aloft upon these faint transitions in the atmosphere. The resting state of habitual commotion. This moment as it blends into the next. Tap the ashes into the ashtray, draw the flame, imbue the leave. Clouds of dusky cinders leave their remarks in the flayed flesh, mixing with this drizzled spirit, the mind alight in the change of matter, release and repast in this shifting elixir of subject then object. Particulates dancing in the fume and wroth of life leaving a little, while laying in state.
The street lights sense the night well after it has begun. The crawl of traffic, the dash of appetite. Whet the flame to dowse this burning. Stub out the butt of the tiny changes tradition demands. To wake right here, having traveled so hard to remain in one still place.
Dusk settles and the storm just misses, and the trees sway in the full trot of the rising air. Smoke curdles and it flees, aloft upon these faint transitions in the atmosphere. The resting state of habitual commotion. This moment as it blends into the next. Tap the ashes into the ashtray, draw the flame, imbue the leave. Clouds of dusky cinders leave their remarks in the flayed flesh, mixing with this drizzled spirit, the mind alight in the change of matter, release and repast in this shifting elixir of subject then object. Particulates dancing in the fume and wroth of life leaving a little, while laying in state.
The street lights sense the night well after it has begun. The crawl of traffic, the dash of appetite. Whet the flame to dowse this burning. Stub out the butt of the tiny changes tradition demands. To wake right here, having traveled so hard to remain in one still place.