I Need A Smoke... (Writing)A Poem by Damien DavisonI really did need a smoke... Well... Want I suppose...
I smoke.
For what? Nine times out of ten I don't even want to finish the f*****g thing. When I actually think about the consequences of this pointless addiction I am appalled... The tar. My lungs, mouth, and throat... Everything eventually may fail and end me and everything I was A little sooner than I could've lasted... Four to seven minutes over twenty times a day for decades... I need to quit smoking. Get one of those light smokes and suck through the little holes around the filter. Check that tar out... Disgusting... Great... Now I need a smoke.
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