first cup of coffee
beauty bitter beat man, nothin to eat no matter
bitter beauty is the onlythingineedseenowhowispeed
third cigarette
buddy miles miles miles miles
miniature eons of memory
curling smoke how many times
have i tried
to capture you ?
(and you
always elude)
in forests
free of politics and lies
i only know
the scent and sight of life
emanating
from true wisdom’s boughs
