He knows how to light his evenings

And brightens his mornings

He used to ignite her with sweat

And brightens her with singing

 

Red-faced

He graces the packet of cigarette with singing

He enflames a woman

And a mirror

And an evening

And he rises up from his smoke

 

Burnt

He finds songs behind the magazine of seconds/time

...he turns off the time...and he continues

Longing for travel and freedom

Fluttering in the winds

...... he continues

Towards his distant star.