Irreplaceable

Irreplaceable

A Poem by Helrac

I think that I must be the smoke,

the way you blow it at me

and out of you.

Thick and full of poison,

something you love,

which you hate.

Separation

causing such a physical sensation.

An ache

a need

withdrawl.

Comforting you,

consuming thought and time.

I'm jealouse of your cigarettes.

I wish that you were as easily replaceable.

© 2012 Helrac


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This poem possesses dualism of sorts..... Cigarettes and smoke!
The ending was my favorite part.... Well done!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I wrote a poem...called Sugar and Sun...very much like this one here that you wrote. There's something personal about puffing away on someone for a fix of nicotine.....you can put the smoke out...but you are always left with a craving.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like a cigar on a rare occasion. People do love the cigarettes. Costly and will give you a bad death. I like the way you told this poem. Made it feel real and understandable. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Helrac
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