First Cigarette

This is, for me, the feeling of the first drag, when you've taken some drugs and feel lovely.

When it hits your lips
and your pink, crinkled kissers pull,
it’s like sucking still sunshine.

It swathes the depths of your temper,
illuminating the trinkets, hung; 
you feel this is the reason for time.

It swells out of the lit cave,
in waves or lucid fumes or flames
toxic with stalagmite truths, so ‘malign’.

But not to those who crave the promising pain
of the pierced steps into the day;
those who whisper, “this here is mine.”

Author's Note

I just want to know if you know I mean?

Reviews

[Ban Heo]

:) I appreciate how condensed this poem is. Your line breaks are well crafted and they do a lot of work in giving the reader a pleasant read. I'm a little confused on your last stanza but I don't think that's a bad thing. Overall, I like it a lot!

[wanjashiro]

I feel deepest weight in message in the last stanza it brings out a poetic enthusiasm to me!

[Emberlorna]

Amazing.. you portray the feeling so perfectly. I really enjoyed :} Well done

[Patrick Henry]

Just great! 4 and 1/2 years go by, and NOW I want a cigarette!! : ) I felt like I was taking a pull for every line I was reading. I love it, and the words you chose to use in the first stanza to draw me in!! My past addiction doesn't like it though. lol xoxo -Mark

[Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell]

I apologise to smoke-sober-you :) Glad you enjoyed!

[Patrick Henry]

Don't apologize! lol I look for smokers so I can still smell the cigarettes. I have issues and love it. : )

[DIVYA]

I think I know exactly what you mean! It's difficult to explain though. Similar to the familiar comfort of a caffeine drink or an upper! To each their own. At the end of the day, it's what works for us that matters!
I appreciate the well made point.

[strangebrain]

Ooh very nice! Your words are enchanting.