Last Cigarette

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Last Cigarette

Poem by: CalmRiver

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: CalmRiver

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Genre: Poetry

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My last smoke.

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My last smoke.

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Submitted: September 20, 2010

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Submitted: September 20, 2010

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The first thought when awoken
The last thought before sleep
These perpetual cravings have spoken
Those tiny yearnings creep
When I run out I will track you down
Sense is spared for desire
My days are planned around
This leech lolling in quagmire
 
Now it has ceased to exist
But it holds a return ticket
To interrupt and strongly insist
I relax the yearning picket
 I guess I remember the joyous times
The pub, the days out and parties galore
The arousal, rush, social gather and prime
But I’m not a kid anymore
 
Holding onto those precious moments
In sun, rain, snow and inside
The look in your eye was a clear omen
To put my work to one side
Here’s a light, share the wonderful feeling
Let’s hide before they discover
The anomalous yellow on the ceiling
And burns on the sofa cover
 
You can drink my wine
You can say it will be fine
You can push in front
You can force me to hunt
You can take my seat
You can steal the heat
You can overtake
You can arrive late
You can dig for gold
You can say I’m old
You can borrow money
You can say I’m funny
You can eat what’s left
You can commit theft
You can have my last regret
But not my last cigarette
 
When you are gone, I will think of you, my invisible best friend



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