Rich men

Drunk on a cigar, aroma of aged leaves smoldering tar, its point a glowing star

Wavering smoke drifts, leaning against walls lifts in the back of the bar

Fragrances meld between fingers held, hugging drooping gray ash

Rolled bills the nose fills with the intoxicating perfume of burning cash

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

The scent of cigars makes me queasy...Rich people who rub our noses in their wealth?
Make me queasy as well.
j.

[Soren]

Thanks so much Jacob for the read and comment. I know what you mean cigar smoke is pungent and easily overpowers the room, so are many rich.

[Davidgeo]

The stain of high existence is... I'm not sure how I feel about it.

I wish our elites made pyramids or some other grand work of obvious "achievement". These a******s just make chat bots nobody wants to jerk off to for money. Today's politico robber barons are a total f*****g disappointment. smh... America is cooked in a bad way.

The first season of Westworld was fantastic for describing this. I can't wait to eat the rich, I never thought it would happen in my lifetime.

[Soren]

Thanks so much for the review Davidgeo It is deeply appreciated

[Thomas W Case]

You can smell and taste this one. Powerful work.

[Soren]

Thanks so much Thomas for the read and comment I appreciate it