1O.x · LOGOSPHERE · LYRICS · POEM 047 / 167

Fire, Ash, Dust and Smoke

Fire, Ash, Dust and Smoke,
Upon conscious pyre,
I have awoke,
To See,
To Smell,
To Feel,
And
Taste,
That which I consumed
And laid to waste.

To Live is to Waste,
To Die is to Taste,
Hear this flame that I now stoke,
By
Fire, Ash, Dust and Smoke.