Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site


A description of how both lifes pleasures and plights walk hand in hand.


Submitted:May 5, 2008    Reads: 72    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The cigarette disconcerted him to say the least, yet this particular article remained the primary subject of his focus. For long he pondered it, its idling linear curvature, that possessed a subtle seductive quality. A radiance that caressed his insides, stirred the very subconscious levels with which he scrutinised the object in question. By what artifice could he rid himself. For each preceding second drew association with the subsequent inevitability. His lips softly blanketed the filter tip, his arm performing a languid arch, before dutifully igniting the opposable end of the cigarette that had captivated him so. He most certainly the epitome of addiction, an addict to his own sense of self satisfaction. Radiating in the presence of plume that dispersed across his uninhabitable space.





0

| Email this story Email this Short story | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.