Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Word and Smoke sessions

Here I go with words
nothing to write but my own
self expression is my cigarette
it puffs my queries
it breathes smoke

clearing my head is an excuse
a reason can be nothing
it is,as it is
nothing but pure addiction

exhausting my lungs
it burns my chest
it soothes me
it grounds me to the floor

music in my head
keeps repeating
toiling my senses
forward, onward

on a print,on my screen
typing on and on
still it goes on


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