i ring life to a cigarette
lit from off my stove
i review an organic future
and stew in idea features
the great ***** failure
a break from my personal regret
and the burnt soup
on the back burner
on the global state
i must dutifully reflect
i huff upon my cigarette
ignite
i feed to life a forrest fire
engorges beyond the expected
life fends suffering their airways
and their burns
all the rage in the cities
meets the harbour
and sets out to sea on great swirling patterns
buoyant garbage
charred underground
gas eruptions
it's an opening invite
to the earths core and furnace
and the devils
and forks
to recreate all habitation
cleared igneous surface
tough, porous, fertile grip