Short Fumes Poems
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Latterly skies blazed
after gold riches were lost
mourned by seas of blooms
exuding heady perfumes
Scarlet sun has gone down slow
As I smoke the living dead, I inhale my mind
and produce dreams as if the devils thoughts
were convulsing in bliss. They become reality and dance
around me as pagan rituals.
the daily news droned on and on
as hope gave way to gloom
every ray of sunshine doused
by raindrops spitting fumes
war and murder everywhere
no part of earth untouched
I pulled my hood up over my head
the burden was too much
Black flame
Sweet poison fumes
Etched deep with warnings clear—
Yet Dad and Mum still kiss its g h o s t,
A stream of pleasure shaped as cancer sticks.
Death l i n g e r s in the smoky shade,
Disguised as friendly g h o s t s,
W h i s p e r i n g of
S l o w death.
Ah, the fragrant fumes of paint drying on a picket fence
followed by the grease-stained smell of turpentine on the brush
Though doubtless matched by the aroma of oil spills gracing
a service station’s garage floor
These pungent memories of childhood, wiped clean today
by vastly improved technology, yet linger with me
Everything’s a chore.
Like blowing up a balloon with your entire soul.
Maybe it’s toxic mold.
The toxic gases are like soda caps I collected.
Rusty chills.
Breathe in chemicals.
They collect at the bottom of my mind-scape.
That’s just chemistry.
When everything’s a chore.
Growing toxic mold that glitters like nothing else.
Fumes.
Everything’s a chore I’ve already done in a few universes.
There’s more alternate universes.
The one I’m in is just fumes.