Some nights
I wake up at 4 am,
with the taste of smoke at the back of my throat

I swear to God,
you're still burning somewhere inside me.

"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want.
And do I want?
I want to feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
I am horribly limited."

Sylvia Plath
(1932-1963)