Inktober Loki No.3, official word prompt: poison.
Make sure you keep your eyes open –
catch
the quick
burst
of
smolder,
and the slow curl of lazy rings.The smoke purges
even as it poisons –
the little death –
It’s what you wanted.
It’s what you know.[lines from my poem “Breathe Deep”–thank you @golikethatcat for sharing your beautiful works with us.]
No, thank you. You honor me by allowing my drawing a place beside your intoxicating words.
