Monthly Archives: May 2013

CigarettesRusted orange sticks to the moist mucus lining

Cigarettes

Rusted orange sticks to the moist mucus lining of my lips.

The outside cracks and bleeds

Salt blood mingles with harsh smoke.

Menthol cloud sits in the distance

Heavy mouth cools to you

Otis Redding reminds me why

Zombie orange glow crackles in the black,

A floating phantom fog pervades my spark

Fingers grasp roughly smooth paper roll

Sour smell lingers in my relaxed mind

 

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May 19, 2013 · 4:35 pm

Old man

Old man builds and old man breaks

Old man sits with anger and shakes

 

Old man smiles and old man cries

Old man sits and blots his eyes

 

Old man hordes and old man collects

Old man sits and awaits what’s next

 

Old man ponders, old man reads

Old man sits and never needs

 

Old man cleans and old man fools

Old man sits and scrubs his tools

 

Old man speaks and old man yells

Old man sits battling his hells

 

Old man sleeps and old man snoozes

Old man sits and snores through bruises

 

Old man burns and old man freezes

Old man sits, coughs and sneezes

 

Old man listens, old man hums

Old man sits and twiddles his thumbs

 

Old man ages and old man dies

Old man’s family sits and cries

 

Old man groans and loses hair

Old man sits still in his chair

 

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