Where Words Go

Where Words Go

My wealthier points have all gone up in smoke
aromatic tendrils crawling rope molecules of air
striving for the open heights of space
beyond the judge, jury and executioner that reside in every soul
even the one who wielded the match
that light the incense of inspiration

September 11, 2003
Tressa Lee Breen

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