Lucky Strike

Long
listless
wisp
of smoke.

Slow lingering
halo of late night
meditations.

Loyal
friend
hovering
between my lips.

Instant calm
come unto me.

How we've ridden
together
through this world.

City by merciless city
face by forgotten face
you remain

Coffee shop confidant
Bar room ballerina
swinging drunken arcs and spirals
at arms end.

I don't know who I'd be
without you.

Even forced
to rendez vous
in shadow strewn alley ways
subject to scorn.

I still love you.

Even now
after I've let so much go.

I see you.

Cyclops
ember
bobbing
in darkness.

Hells firefly.

You beckon me
towards a spring graveyard
and God help me
I
fear I'll follow.