Cigarro

Toxic waste making haste through my lungs
while I taste sweet nicotine music flavored tongue-
-twisted-
Black smoke zigzagging through brown filter maze
for a haze-lullaby to put me in a daze-
-chasing-
Grey-white wisps of hair-like vapour rest
seamlessly in hollow spaces inside my chest-
-to nest-
Horrid cough-screaming-cries ringing through the skies
while I siphon lit-paper-death into my mouth rendered dry-
-when I-
Puff another puff passed around my veins
with a noose around my neck to drain my insane-sanity-
-vanity cause-
‘Twas just another cigarette for the road
to corrode my life’s abode for borrowed solitude.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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