Saturday, April 14, 2018

Love & Cigarettes

     It was such a perfect night, in the world's eye - dark sky sequenced with shiny dust and spirals, cozy set-up outside the front door, and sticky aroma of a two year-old cigarette in my hand. My head wrapped in a shawl and wearing layers of fabric to protect myself from the consequences, I tried it. Tried to smoke. It was a perfect set-up yet it failed. That's the humor of life unfolding. I was turned off by it all. And then the meticulous teeth brushing, and fast-fast hand scrubbing...
I killed the romance of the cigarette...

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