Pretty Girls Smoke Cigarettes.

Pretty Girls Smoke Cigarettes.

A Poem by Eirinn

Some girls smoke
And some sit.
Wondering how this misty s**t
Turns in the air
And swirls and spins
Flying like we humans never can
Yet still fleeting,
Just in front of our noses
Dauntingly dancing.
Is it the mystery
That causes
the beauty?

© 2011 Eirinn


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Added on December 20, 2011
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Eirinn
Eirinn

Amherst, MA



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