Cedar Wood Nights.

I've spent a lot of time making love to the elements

with the naked gaze of my eyes,

staring into fires tangled jungle 

Sometimes Dark is the Only Colour You Can See At Night.

Searching for an answer
in the midst of a blackout
on a sweltering summer night,
I felt
like if I could just wrap my hands around it
and feel it suffocate
then maybe the question would detach itself from me-
fall away, softly
decay.