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

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