I watch themwitness them on streetsbenchestrains their heads in the cloudsfloatingtheir eyes compelledto stare intocell phone screenssoaking up dopaminelike hummingbirdshovering above nectar they roam like cloudsfrom here to thereseemingly unawareof buildingsof traffic until they've slipped byout of sight replacedby other clouds

A sliver of light through the blinds.  You slept with legs parted, a hand on your own hip.Your tights were merciless,cloth stretched so tightI could see the shape of you.Lips pressing forward,  the seam between your thighs,  a shadow...

there is a code of flameeach spark and tendrillicking the airspreading the heata sacredness of smokeas it rises all the way to the heavensa magic in fireit can warm or burna destructive forcea beautiful transforming desireit licks at the...