strike a match inside my mouthand kiss the dark awakelet me breathe you inlike warmth returnin after winterslowtremblinand when I breathe outthe smoke that leaves my lipscarries your name

a derelict daredevil, deflectinfamy of wordless faith he genuflect on his denialsordid truth he was a cruel beingbut the ladies look on and keenhis arrogance shine as a thousand starswith a wink in his eyes, wicked thoughts were delivereddeep...

In the ancient dimness of the forgotten inn,a silver cylinder slept upon the table,cold as moonlight trapped in metal.The wooden beams whispered untold stories,and a lone mosquito, stubborn as fate,traced restless circles through the air. Curiosity, that flame that never...