Mist and Smoke

Abandon to the cosmic mind and then Forget that you stand in place and time, for The universe is manifest in those Pebbles on this beach – primordial kind. Lethargic clumps of seaweed, discarded On the sands; like sleeping bodies dreaming. There must be a billion stars overhead – A trillion beaches – dreamer’s contagion. I light a cigarette and watch the smoke Mingle with the mist. I see through you, like The mist and the smoke – it gives no pleasure. Dreamers drenched with regret. I suck on my Cigarette – one last drag and walk away.