The smoke drifts to the sky
in an endless spiral of fumes.
A deep breath draws
in the smoke
of confusion
of how to feel about you.
I draw in endless thoughts
of nothingness
as my lungs breathe in
the emptiness of you.
Author notes
I suffer from "smoker's brain."
A contest entry
- Image Inspired J by HeavenScent4U.
300 points, ended February 14, 2008, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Criticize freely, I need input to improve
Comments
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Very nice take on the prompt
I love the thoughts in this. Nice metaphor, great emotion. Thanks for entering and good luck. be well and be blessed

