Enjoy this lyric:
A Cigarette
Wrapped and packed as perfect as an eye would guess;
So insufficiently delightful
and preoccupy an empty hand.
Why does it spark so firstly just to leave material shadow?
�Ass� above �cherry.�
As if it�s focus ferments elsewhere,
a proposal unsettling to deny.
Taking in the shadow,
A switch-scene of unpleasants preached
like looking in the mirror and hating the friend.
With a look in her eyes- a sway about
to know what she desires in what I ask for
but still nothing that I wanted.
Traced, a line of stagnant storm clouds
Are clinged over a working sun.
I try to make the fragile last as if time to be overcome.
I wonder if I died tomorrow
would I really mind? Drag and hit
the shit-hole moment after moment
encased in porcelain whites and beauty coughs.
And if I expire tonight
will I curse God for the broken virtues-
relapse and hangover- or the lucid
bits of success that were nothing that I wanted.
and the cash spilled over my dashboard on this race to meet Earth
it is the bauble of my accomplishment and a gust the deity