Ode to a CigaretteA Poem by Zoe JayFrom virgin to Virginia, Smoke curls through clean night air, Beautiful and deadly, Every molecule heading for heaven or hell, Taking a little of my life with it On its deadly and beautiful journey To... up there. Perhaps that poisoning smoke knows what I don’t? Do I seek knowledge in the killing embers? From virgin to Virginia, The click and the flame in the dark, The comforting presage of doom - It can only be my doom. Beautiful and deadly smoke in the night air, Tar, black as night, Dark as whispered evil, In an inexorable slide down, Sullying flesh and polluting faltering breath, Killing the God-given gift of life. Smoke bites eyes, tears fall - Tears for the ashes of my shortened life. Soon, my life will be ashes of burnt tobacco. From virgin to Virginia, The noxious stuff sullies virginal flesh, Turning it black as rotting corpses in Virginia. From virgin to Virginia, That plentiful poisoning plant has been my chaperone. Sometimes, love comes in packets of twenty, And those paper cylinders will be my lovers, Until death does us part. Oh, the bittersweet comfort of nicotine, Addiction is company even when I am alone. One day, my corpse too will lie, In those killing fields in Virginia. © 2013 Zoe JayFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on February 2, 2011 Last Updated on July 28, 2013 Tags: cigarette, cigarettes, smoking, life, death, pleasure, hedonism, addiction, priorities, values, future, coping, comfort, loneliness AuthorZoe JayLos Angeles, CAAboutI come from Fife, in Scotland, and I now live in Los Angeles and run a business in the music industry. I've been writing poetry for about as long as I could write! I had a poetry collection published .. more..Writing
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