Ashen

I smoke a cigarrete

of you,

Your heat is burning

in my mouth.

The truth?

It tastes like this tar.

Like ugly,

screaming secrets

behind a door ajar.

Finished on 05-30-12

Miner of Consciousness

Irresistible irrepressible

Irredent flow.

Coming from my fingers

Down to my toes.

Basking baiting

Balms of love

Surging through the river

Of unending thought.

Rise and shine

Go down and mine

Some ore.

Finished on 10-13-11