I write cursive on legal pads.

a breath's notice

Added on by David S. Hooker.
O smoke
Which plumes from my pipe,
Fearless to claim the void as home;
You leave me to stare at flickering rooftops
As you escape the troubles which caused your creation.

How I wish to be one with eternity
On a breath's notice,
And claim life as you do—my own.