chris littlejohm


A Social Beginning - Poem by chris littlejohm

You take a drag, I'm not
Addicted. subconscious
calls the lie, exhale and
the smoke swirls while
Conscience begins to deny

Its social etiquette you
Say as the years quietly
Slide on by but you silently
Ask what happened to nicotines high

Another day gone another
Pack diminished alone on
The porch chain smoking
Has replaced all your sports

you think ' i should quit'
As you're rocked with
Another coughing fit
Black lungs are pleading
Still the cigarette is lit


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013


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