When he gets serious,
he likes to strip, and smoke –
as if to take a toke of burning toxin
might provoke the right delirious
experience – to stoke the embers
at the center of the locus of the spirit
and invoke the fires he aspires
to become. He risks becoming numb.
But lord, he likes to smoke –
to stroke a thought – belie it.
Sounds harrowing to us –but we might try it.