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DARK INKANTATIONS [HEMISPHERE THIRTY NINE]
HEMISPHERE THIRTY NINE: SHADOWS & SMOKE
“Only gray guitars can capture the mystery of smoke.” - Cipher_O
(A PLACE OF WAVES & STARS)
The sound of waves and stars, accentuated by silence and stillness.
A moment that tunes the senses, leaving a lingering note that drifts into pinnacles, breaking on through into states of stark epiphanies.
* * *
The sound of a zippo, opening, lighting…
Closing.
A substance burning.
The wafting aroma of cannabis.
“I do so love nights like these.” I say, emitting a bouquet of smoke from my mouth and nostrils, savoring the complex nuances.
“Do you partake?” I ask.
I could see the evening’s events begin to fade to the background.
“Yeah.” Robert says, walking over to the shadow and the mystery of the smoke.
Published 23rd Nov 2022
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