a smoke

i only eat about once a day now
                                nothings in this house
  i need want a cigarette                           burn burn burn these singing lungs
                                sometimes i get mixed up
i have to reread what i just wrote                        ill write this instead of these
                        think instead of things   things like that    
    its probably a result of all the drugs
                 its funny.
 if you know me in person im nothing like my writings
                              smiles laughter flirtation                jason says i sweat out confidence
   ahaha                if only that were true
                  *lightsup* ......... *inhale*
 burn burn burn these singing lungs

Reviews

[eli mercuree rue]

damn,

i sat in a rose garden yesterday... high. i thought/spoke of i heart huckabees
the nothingness that detaches us vs. the infinite energy that pulls us together...
there is a freedom we find in loneliness and a restraint we find in happiness...
when we have nothing to worry about we easily connect with everything and everyone... its simple logic... maybe.

there is a border we build around our individual energies that allow us to float on in this world.......................

im really not talking bout s**t.

or reviewing.

just writing.


i want a cig.


is that addiction? should i care?

i kinda do but

whatevers...


id rather have something better.

anyway i like this poem.
it looks simple.
but i can interpret it so many ways in my head...

thank you.

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LOL wonderfully original well done!

[Candylove.]

this is great! Your layout makes it even more significant and powerful, it's very honest and sincere as well. Keep up the good work! :)