Winding paths pulling Me N circles Noticing Å∿§trange smell, öF smoke Not tobacco nor its wacky relative Not a grill – kinda like a bonfire But not a real one – like it’s Disney Fragrance spraying theme park streets Scent distracting Me ’til I Am ’till & froze when I begin 2 feel a chill … Continue reading Messenger [IV] (Jack∿Ø∿Lantern Lounge)