Lexi stood next to me, on the porch. <br />He struck up a match to light a cigarette, <br />and the air was filled by a beautiful smell of phosphorous. <br /> <br />As his eyes widened and smoke <br />billowed and streamed from his nostrils, <br />he looked like a Japanese dragon.<br /><br />Samuel Stuart Pennell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cinder-and-the-ash/
