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ode to a cigarette


Altered and musing on my reverence for Camels. (from long ago)

 

 

like a candy box of confections

I open it up to sidle my fingers through

I choose a carmel beauty and slowly lift it from its shell

even dormant it scents the air in the passage to my lips

I light; a passionate, smooth dandy mingling his breath with mine

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MikeL

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Hack!  Cough!

asamvav111

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On the poetry front: absolutely marvelous!

On cigarettes: Devil's spawn. I try my best to hate the smoke, not the smoker. But, sometimes it becomes rather difficult, especially when the smokers put the said smoke in front my nostrils.

 

Then, there is my professor of Respiratory Medicine, who says,"I absolutely love smokers! Without them where would my practice be!" 

 

So, good poetry but bad habits! ;)

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