stormthemartian on Nostr: crushing tobacco sweet like cherry bark burning the midnight oil smoke blanket as ...

crushing tobacco
sweet like cherry bark

burning the midnight oil
smoke blanket as makeshift sarcophagus

satisfying l’appel du vide
acceding to Kronos is matrimony to night

lifetime’s mature fruit eventually rots
pressed flowers decay

yet soil fecundates
like an illegible epitaph

immediate renown is no indicator of value

yet flower craves bee’s touch
but watched pot never boils