Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Smoke The Sun

She smoked the sun after dinner
The eternal cigarette kept getting thinner
I could not care much about the sun
Breathing her smoke vomit was much more fun

She stared at me from a veil of smoke
I smiled and said something but then I choked
She giggled like a bunny at my painful expense
Took her a while to realise it was no pretense

I fell to the floor writhing like a fish
She dabbed her cigarette in a petri dish
She slammed one heeled foot in my spine
I coughed out the dinner which was not so fine

I felt ok as she smiled and picked me up
She lit the Earth cigarette this time I couldn't give a fuck
Life burned out of me and I was again on the floor
She smiled, smoked the earth and walked out of the door

1 comment:

  1. was she wearing sexy boots N?