Carnal Nonsense: Cigar For Brains

December 29, 2010
By Kasiemobi Udo-okoye GOLD, Oakland, California
Kasiemobi Udo-okoye GOLD, Oakland, California
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I've noticed
You could be something of a genius,
But all you seem to care about is the size of your keenest
Senses and sensations.
You never paused for observation

Your love was mediocre.
It burned her and smoked her,
And withered her away to nothing.

You don't know or care who or where you are.
I think you only think with your cigar.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem as a comment on the kinds of love that can exist, and the fact that there is a wrong kind of "love", one that can degrade and destroy people

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