half-rainbow.

(smoke)

waking up in the morning
this sitting reeks of gutter
awaiting mourning,
these times yearning hard lines
hover patiently defying

sad, so sad.
im hearing music
and i am fuckin' stuck here,
living it full
routine is therapy.
getting by to move without traction.

where is this place?
im heading out missing home.
...
but that scent,
i remember that skin.
far away, here so near
frozen in high feeling the heat.
what reminds me next wont matter

hover patiently defying
a sunset and a blistered half-rainbow.
i am biding this sitting
awaiting smoke


(smoke..)