i walked out
to have
a cigarette
in the flood light's
wide beam
the night air
was filled w/swirling
crystals
they were tapping
upon the surface
of my jacket
&
the peak
of my baseball cap
it looked
& felt
like electricity
was all around
charged particles
much like
the ones
we are made
of
like the ones
inside
of
us
i realized
more than ever
the inner
&
the outer
are
no
different
everything
is
identical
my visible
curls of breath
&
the smoke
i exhaled
the
same
when this
jar-like
body
finally
smashes
open
one day
it'll be
dancing
everywhere