As Shadow Moves Into Day

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From each match
more sleep rises,
blinding caffeine activity
to the smoke.

Activity slips
into a raincoat
for a walk
thru an ashtray.

The perspective
vanishes into a yawn
as I run out of cigarettes.

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duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
quietude

Quiet comtemplation while going through a pack of cigarettes.

AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
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A realistic twist on the power of nicotine addiction

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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I may be smoke-free now, but I can still relate; it's not so bad if you can get one smoke before you run out. But to awaken with none in the house! Quick, have to run out and get a pack before the whole day goes to hell.

logophilelogophileabout 18 years ago
Longing...

For another several hours of darkness after reading this piece. Morning is hard to face, foggy and even confusing sometimes.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
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I like your surrealistic twist on things. Where did you learn to write? Very unique, not to be confused with other things ...

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