Monday, November 30, 2009

Poem: Cigarette Smoke

Coming home smelling like cigarette smoke,
Its so intoxicating the sent makes me choke.
The thoughts are so purifying and I’m so innocent
Stripping off my clothes I’m glad I’ve reached the end of it.

A shower is necessary
Been every place but the commissary
You’ve rendered my body dry
Tryna put you outta my mind, i wont even try

You’ve rounded the ash tray
But I don’t remember ever saying play
The bud of your cigarette burns my body deep
Ever since you lit her up she started her creep

I’ve watched you all night
Watched your eyes run from the light
Wont escape this nicotine
Can only accept this kind of thing

Lighting up your cigarette can only have one result
Your reading my mind and I cant even say its your fault
Smoking in this room and you know i cant breathe
You have me to your advantage and you wont take heed

Yes I’m coughing and choking I’m trying to get away
Your laughing not crying and you tryna keep me at bay
This cant be fair cause you know i like you
I’ve tried to deny you but you know that i do
Cant keep from around you and your second hand smoke
I have to build up a tolerance or I’m grabbing my coat
Don’t have very many options here
So I have to be ready to make my intentions clear
I’m grabbing the cigarette and where is the lighter, I’m smoking this cigarette and not having no fear.

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