Coals and Ash
Glowing coals
A momentary sweetness upon my lips
Inhale
The taste of clove
Burning leaves
Swirls within
The hollowness of my being
Once warm breath
Occupied this grotto
Gave heat and life
To cavern dark
Now again
It sits empty
As the fumes wind and curl
Around stalactites of pain
Stalagmites of self loathing
For mistakes made in the past
Wither
Burn
Ash falls away
.
.
Exhale
Remnants now peeling
Toxicity of feelings
Rendered and torn
Fly free upon the breeze
Mixing with dust
That falls away
From
An oral fixation
That now replaces
Lips that once brought pleasure
And lies in disguise
So
Cast away the remains
Until the need
Returns
To feel something in my depths
Return smoke again
To the cavern of my soul
As ghostly and ethereal
As
So called love
That was once breathed
Into such sacred space
When point in fact
It was a vacuum
Pulling out
What remains of love and hope
Were scattered in hidden corners
Of a heart many times crushed and broken
And light another
Stick of poison
A substitute for
All that I
Believed
Was real about you