Smoking after sex.

One step.--------

Two steps. I begin to walk faster.

Three steps, the ground is cold.

Four steps. My feet are blue.

Five steps. I run.

Wind in my face. I run.

I run and never turn around.

I wipe off any  soiled scourings around my mouth.

I stop.

One step.

Two steps. I reach into my pocket.

Three steps. My cigarettes are wet.

Four steps. There is one match left.

Five steps. I light up.

My new resolution is to quit poisoning myself.

But that's in a month, so I should buy a carton for now.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

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haha I liked it alot!

simple but really good!

keep up the great work...

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ps review my poem please!

[Raja]

Wow! Well said in verse. I find me like you trying to quit smoking but promise after promise it went on like this...

Good work! Simple and Creative.

Thank you.

Raja.