Just Wandering, Cigarette

Just Wandering, Cigarette

A Poem by Black Branches

I left the house in no mood for anything,
I left my cigarette at home,
I wanted to smoke.
I wandered down the road to the church,
For no reason, I just love the scent of candles.
There was a match on the wooden table; I took it
And went outside�"
A woman shouted at me, "Thief."
I continued down the road toward the hippodrome,
November was approaching,
I was wearing a long black coat.
I noticed two handsome men
Approaching, smoking cigarettes,
I stopped them and greeted them, then asked for a cigarette.
One offered me a white Marlboro,
I pulled out one stick�"
"Would you like another?" one of the men asked me.
"No, thank you."
"Do you have a match?"
"Yes, I brought it from the church."
Both of them laughed heartily, and so did I.

© 2024 Black Branches


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Yes, I could see that bit of humour, with a holy church building indirectly facilitating the less than spiritual pass time of smoking 🚬; via a discarded match. When that woman shouted at you, you could have said that if someone hadn't left the match as litter in the first place; you wouldn't have had opportunity to theive it lol.? Anyway, social smoking, and meeting new people by chance; seem to be two key underlying themes. "For no reason", you love the scent of candles. Really, you imply that a reason is needed? The reason is surely, loving the scent? Anyway, I liked the warmth of this; where people behave spontaneously - with some natural friendship. Thankyou for sharing with us, Mari.

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Yes, I could see that bit of humour, with a holy church building indirectly facilitating the less than spiritual pass time of smoking 🚬; via a discarded match. When that woman shouted at you, you could have said that if someone hadn't left the match as litter in the first place; you wouldn't have had opportunity to theive it lol.? Anyway, social smoking, and meeting new people by chance; seem to be two key underlying themes. "For no reason", you love the scent of candles. Really, you imply that a reason is needed? The reason is surely, loving the scent? Anyway, I liked the warmth of this; where people behave spontaneously - with some natural friendship. Thankyou for sharing with us, Mari.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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