Transgressing into the inner realms of spiralling concentric thoughts,
Tangentially touching those deliberately buried clotted red blood chips.
Volcanic eruptions subdued to dormancy, withholding in it hot murmuring magma,
Tiny ignition sparks of flaring edges crashing down to ashes now, not a flow of lava.
Acrid remnant memories steaming off rampantly and obnoxiously, the bitter volatiles
Shrinking and starving the tender nostrils of the soul entrance, choking the cheery percentiles.
Twilight hour heart entangle, I lay in my bed gazing at the mosquito coil spiral burning……….