Paisley bold cigarette

an alley floor of stones manmade

Grass sprouts up and rings into vision like an over sensitive earpiece

Ponder unto this and something reborn delayed

Only beautiful edges cared to cascade, shake, dance, and perpetuate

To delay is what when who and how we meant to partake

One over abused already half smoked cigarette

Browned like, how tea might stain

reveling for weeks in the same cobblestone garden

Catching frowns from the clouds and danger from this sky

Neighbor to repeated dog smiles, or was it a transgressing bark

the sudden density of this repeating overwhelms complacent lungs