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Marlboro 182 MAG

December 11, 2012
By incendia97 SILVER, Huntsville, Alabama
incendia97 SILVER, Huntsville, Alabama
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There was me, and the tobacco smoke,
fresh from the end of a burning midnight cigarette,
curling stifling in the air.
No baby in the backseat, just some clothes,
a sketchbook, a garbage bag,
some books, a blanket, and you.
You, with your midnight eyes, deep dark mirrors of the interstate guidelights,
black like asphalt, like the sky, like the road;
reflecting the embers of your weapon
of choice,
a Marlboro that smelled like road dust and burning tires.
Put that thing out, I said,
it's poison.
You turned your head. I saw your eyes in
the rearview, all pupil, all dark.
Mile 182. And you said,
So's life.

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Cozzy GOLD said...
on Apr. 11 2013 at 5:17 pm
Cozzy GOLD, Pickens, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"A #2 pencil and a dream can take you anywhere."
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I loved this! The tone you used was perfection, and they was you portrayed it was nicely done.

on Mar. 26 2013 at 8:02 pm
Theholethatiswhole BRONZE, Auburn, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
"Trees are poems that the Earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness"--Khalil Gibran

Adore the ending. I love the aloof, detached tone. Nice attention to grammar. You really have a grasp on how to manipulate it to your benefit.