Smoke Signals

Here I am
fidgeting with the force
of wanting to talk to you

So I hope you like drama
and adventure and mystery –
I burn my words and send up smoke signals

Perhaps you will see them
from your ivory hill
Little boy with beetle-black eyes

You will trace the smoke
with your intelligent ink-stained fingers
finally curious

about me.

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