Smoke in the vents and ash in the tub.

The air around here is sultry.

Her hair fits my hand like a glove.

Bask in the warmth and remember to breath.

There’s no such thing as relaxed enough.

Loose yourself to your thoughts.

Get sucked into the procession.

Don’t hold your breath too long lest ye cough.

There’s more than one way to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

22 February 2017