Posts Tagged ‘cigarette’

circle

You might try to square a circle

Or vibrate in harmony with the sighs of the universe

You might relax into a bath in your underpants

Or translate the ravings of a French lunatic poet

But it’s not enough

To end your transpersonal delusions

Or tame the voices

That rave in your head

Like crows

You might enumerate your paranoia

Write sonnets to your sinking sense of well being

Compose an ode to empty cigarette butts

Ramble incoherently to your psychiatric nurse

While black angels watch over you with skull faces

Waiting to scoop you up and take you to hell

 

 

morrissey

Cold metal silence
Time stumbles on thick moments
Broken coffee cups
Dirty plates fester
Full ashtrays
Piggies rustling in their cage
Solitary fly sneaked in through an open door
Ease into the armchair
Such exquisite relaxation
Lower back muscles loosen
Roll a smoke
Inhale
Exhale
Coughing fit
Curlicues of smoke from mouth
Light incense
Smoke from cigarette and incense forms spiral staircases to nowhere
Bored
More melancholy than depressed
But not uncomfortable
Time for a Morrissey album