Smoke

Rising in the air.

High with the diaphanous poison

puffed by angst, nerves, or simply plain

indigestion.

Masked a feeling

choking to be replaced by smoky euphoria

while the real cure abounds in inexistence,

quick fixes.

 

Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

Nice poem.

[Jason]

I really enjoyed this. I love "smoke", and it's reference to choking. My favorite line is...

"Masked a feeling
choking to be replaced by smoky euphoria
while the real cure abounds in inexistence"

It just paints me a picture in my mind of bitter sweet peace. Thank you for sharing.