why burned trees
seem decadent to your senses
why you want the clamoring
wind with its
thick
strong smoke
to linger
longer
why inhaling it
brings back
staggeringly familiar
recollections of
an old home
you smile as you
look at the
luminous sky
thinking vividly
of women burning
trees while
half-naked men
with golden thighs
watch
sucking deeply
the strong
thick
smoke from that
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