I need to quit smoking

I need to quit smoking

A Poem by Susannah Rae
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cigarettes...

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Cold plastic watches me watch it spill over and belch the stinking butts forth.  Dollar store ashtrays are always too small.  The poison snow flurries a fine layer of asbestos to dust the edges.  The last of the living embers trace faint curls of smoke above my homage to terminal disease, my tribute to not giving a f**k.  I know.  I know that they whisper lies that I know are lies.  I let them wrap me in their undulating seduction.  In that moment, as I light my next cig, I could almost swear they were telling the truth.

© 2013 Susannah Rae


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Seems everything we like is bad for us... even our smiles somehow negatively impacts others - go figure.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Not to be controversial, but for me, this is everything that I love about smoking. Wouldn't be a point in doing it at all if I didn't feel like scum about it.

Delicious scum.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Susannah Rae

11 Years Ago

hahah not controversial in the slightest. honestly, me too!
It is for your own good. Don't even think of it

Posted 11 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I am glad I never picked up the habbit.

Posted 11 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 2, 2013
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Susannah Rae
Susannah Rae

Philadelphia, PA



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