Ignite the lighter,
watch the blue flame
flicker and sway in the humid,
mucky night air.
Press the fire to the filter,
let the rat poison and arsenic
.burn.
Let it overtake and consume you.
Take it. all.
Inhale.
Author notes
Mmm, memories. Cigarettes and smokey memories. That's what I have.
A contest entry
- Intrigue me with a memory by Amunet Wolfbane.
1000 points, ended June 8, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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what if this brings good memories..
that smell really bad.
haha
=]
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this is awesome!! being a pyromaniac it makes me want to burn things!! but awesome write and i felt so much anger reading this... i don't know if that is what is behind but thats what i feel very wonderful write!! loved it!! keep on penning!
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Thank you. I saw your contest and was like oh oh perfect!
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I see so much more than just a cigarette reading this piece and I like that. The imagery is well done, I can see and feel this. It's good the way it flickers in my mind.
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