Friday, 22 November 2013

Commit to Quit

The puffing pencils on my lips
Disenchantment cloudy grey
Screw loose satisfaction
any time of any day
Lighting up and taking in
sucking air of absent flavour
transfixed by minor moments
each split-second-fix to savour
I can kick the habit anytime
there's no chance I’m‘butt obsessed’
those silly pictures on the packages
leave me somewhat unimpressed
They say it dries your membranes
gives your breathe a whiffy taint
may cause oral ulceration
But what the hell I’m not a saint

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