Cloud candy

I smoked a cigarettes for the first time
in almost 10 years
in my dream.
it felt so real
I had to remember
the dryness in my mouth
is not the nicotine tar
but unwashed icecream from night before.
let us not let our guard down
to the “one-offs”
let us stay awake
and walk up this hill
towards the threshold
where all efforts will prevail.

4.30.2023

Space

I had a friend once.
we had a good time.
it was nothing special.
we’d share a snack,
talk about funny event,
and share the same space.
it was a good time.
the more I try to hide my longing for it,
stronger, and deeper it spreads its roots
Until it becomes a transient sentiment
in a vacuum of numbed senses.
I remember,
but sometimes I wonder
if it holds me back.

4.29.2023