We were more toxic than this cigarette between my fingers Like a good addict I am still looking for those eyes that loved to undress me. My mind is silenced. My heart is twisted. I wonder is it human to crave poison while I lie awake, a bit drunk with smoke in my lungs waiting […]
I guess I am my father’s daughter. Finding any excuse to fall into my old habits One hand on the bottle, smoke coming from the other. Always having an explanation for my wrongdoings. I never let happiness linger in the room, I smash the walls to let it out. I thought it was the poet […]
I’m like a cigarette between your fingers. I burn and burn and burn and then turn into ashes.
She just sat there and smoked her cigarette There’s a heavy crown on her head but she refuses to take it off for any man. He was across the room and her heart was jumping right out of her chest. She wanted to drop everything, walk to his table and tell him how much he […]
On that cold winter night her breath resembled smoke coming out of her mouth and it got you to a new level of feeling because it reminded you of the night she smoked a cigarette after burning up between your fingers. It was all experienced before but it all felt so new. Like a boy […]
Like this cigarette, you are my vice and even though you poisoned me you made me feel alive. Like a cigarette I burned out. Your arrival will be the fire – come here and light me up. Like a cigarette I wrote this little piece for a certain person a while ago and I remembered […]