Chimney

January 2, 2011
By abbystartsriots SILVER, Turner, Maine
abbystartsriots SILVER, Turner, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
"They sicken of the calm who know the storm." (Dorothy Parker)


Disgust and envy;
the smoke rose from
his mouth, bitter
on my tongue.
My withering body hung
stiff and strung
taut to some nostalgia,
smoldering in my thoughts.

I saw you then as
I saw him now and
I saw you now as
a tall brick pen.
Hollow hips, and foreign
lips - I want to smolder.
Burn in someone's mind, then
leave him behind; disgust.
Envy.
Maybe I'll start smoking
like a chimney.
Like a chimney, love.
Like a chimney.


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