Blacklung

Blacklung

A Poem by ChelseaAyn
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I know you're getting tired of my fixation with cigarettes, but I can't really help it. And he was blond and had it upside-down in his mouth! Excuse me for being completely consumed with my interest in beautiful things. At least I don't smoke.

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I wish it didn’t hurt so bad to suck smoke.
I mean,
How much cooler does it get?
Long slender tube,
Tan in the mouth,
White in the air,
Gray in the atmosphere,
Black on the inside.

It’s human.
Super. Human.
But not very humane.
Shortness of breath,
Rot in the teeth,
Tar in the lungs,
Yellow in the fingertips,
Black on the inside.

You’re so pretty in pictures
With a cig on your lips
Like a badge of courage plastered on your face.
Bleeding out your secrets,
Breathing out your very soul,
Into me.
 

© 2009 ChelseaAyn


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Interesting piece.. I can get how cigarettes are aesthetically nice. Good of you to write about the other side though.
Nice piece. c:

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I'm not a fan of smoking and I was a little taken back that you turned smoking into something "cool" with your first paragraph. But then I read your second paragraph and I realized that you made sure to show that even though it may "look cool," smoking is not a good thing to do. I'm glad that you showed both sides. Great poem! :)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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I'm a reluctant writer. I can't seem to finish what I start, but I have the need, like most people, to get it out of my head and onto paper. I wanted to find a place where I could write freely about m.. more..

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