Poem

Standing under

The bridge

Trying to understanding

Fire burn

Born hashes

A tray of cigarettes

Find trail of smoke

Into my lungs

It must be the string

That keep it strong in my blood

Nicotine

Leave cords in my wings

Strong words in

meaningless songs

Build me up

Just to have me fall

The need to be outside the walls

Lights in the sky

Wind carrying short breaths

Bidding farewell

Time is passing

heard following

Hands quilting wills...