i'm not sure why you caught my attention
like a particularly well written phrase
but you just seemed to fit
and the funny thing is i wasn't even writing
at the time.
you amazed me...
like the first hit i ever took
off a [cigarette]
i inhaled too much of you.
and you burned all the way down
but my lungs absorbed you too deep
i could never get you out
it's true what "they" say
the best poison tastes sweet
my notebook quickly filled
with smoke inspired dreams
frenzies of rhyme and form,
and you, of course
but the ash burned fast
you became filtered and harsh
i'm addicted.
and just as you planned
all i can think about is that next pack.
even if it kills me
because my wri[you]ting means too much
to just give up. |