The Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

Some nights the smoke gets in your eyes
Some nights you're the lord
Of the well washes heathens 
Immune to the sinking feeling
That typically accompanies this sort if thing
So wrapped up in your own deal
That it becomes impossible to
Look from the outside
And really tell what's going in
Every dance is dope
Every story
Every half remembered line
From a Kerouac novel
Hits the mark
And its good
The girls are intent, but without care
But some nights
The smoke gets in your eyes

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~ an incredibly fascinating piece of writing... insightful too... i haven't read "Kerouac" but i do remember those days when i read something and i completely believed it to be true... then...life happened...