Inside the pod of life
We exchange humongous silences
Slicing our emotions with the breath we share

We share memories
Photographs of life rusted on our bare hands
Kisses, smiles, burning laughter
shattered words, blasted emotions
All lay smouldering on the rough hands of time

Time squeezes us in and out of pains
I am the sole falconer in the dreamless horizon
Lost in the oasis
I blow rings of love from my black cigar

One more cigar my friend
As we return to the pod we share
The piercing darkness we make for dinner
The dangling dream hunted for lunch
The single smile dropped to quench welling tears

© Arinze