Looking out of a
busted doorway
Jumping on through
is only fair play
It’s hopeless hiding
from yesterday
Yes I know
Plenty room left to
fully diverge
Will take more than
a fire to purge
As a completed puzzle
shall emerge
Look at that glow
Soft as settling smoke
We expand into the
atmosphere
Soft as settling smoke
We never really
disappear
(Isn’t that so)
January 17 2015
1:50am
by the ivory rose