Smoke

October 21, 2013
By RKing BRONZE, Abergavenny, Other
RKing BRONZE, Abergavenny, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"Death is not a lover.
Oh yes he is." - The Road


Smoke. Draining out of my
Heaving lungs. It does not go
Steadily, but alike to that of a
Steam engine. The rain masks
My tears and canvases the floor
Onto which my cancer falls,
Extinguished by the tread of my
Shoe.

Would it be wrong?
I start to walk again, and cars
Drive by. Before I walk into the park
I attract the misguided
Attention of some passers-by
Who stare judgementally at my arms.
They know nothing at
All.

I move into the park. When I was
Three Janet pulled me aside,
Pushed me to the ground. Her
Dirty fists and palms beat into
Me because of my failures and my
Imperfections. I cry at my faults
And my wrongdoings. She hits me
Harder.

A stretch of gravel, bound by sadistic lengths
Of steel and wood. I step onto them in
The dark. I calm my heavy breaths.
My thoughts drift back on Janet. My
First kiss. I pull another fag from my pocket
And as I watch the train channelling
salvation towards me I
Smoke.


The author's comments:
This is a piece written about the suicide of a boy. I won't go in depth to it but there are subtle references to things the character went through - the naming of the woman Janet - and the poem does include reference to self harm and smoking.

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Mckay ELITE said...
on Nov. 12 2013 at 5:46 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

Fascinating poem with a very interesting story imbued in there. 


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