jimmypheenom

Hey people, how are you?

I've got this little thing i wrote the other day:

Ode to my ashtray

I sometimes wish that my cigarettes would speak to me in tongues
that they would enlighten me with quibs and lamentation
their fiery end a testament to martyrdom
as ash becomes the body and fire the mind
carcinogen catastrophies and nicotine nightmares
leading to one result alone, reading addiction
wrapping the air in carbonic haze
off-white plummage, columns of disease
Lung damage...

tell me why, cigarette, why?