18 August 2011

Torch Song

two embers burning beneath
the kitchen window, smoke
redolent of tobacco and
days long past slip in, unwanted
but not unnoticed

and Winston tastes good, like
a cigarette should, and
there go the two of them,
twinned lights as they
murmer, murmer (of what?)
...too far to hear

and lights flash on and
off as a neighbor walks
past, unshrouding them for
just a moment,

a sudden exposure, then
dark again, those twin
torches coupled in darkness

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