Treasure Island

Denver Gabriel


Marlboro Reds


I think I was happier when I was smoking
Gave me a bad taste
That and
Too much black coffee
Doesn’t make for a good nervous system
But better than feeling down.
Being honest
Smoking Marlboro red is
A middle finger
to the world
They cost too much.
That money could be used on paying my credit card bill
But then I’d miss them calling three times a day
Chasing.
So I think I will start smoking again
If only to hold myself to
The image.
Rourke, Madsen, Gibson, Sheen
and Lemmy.
The world is full of people
telling everyone
not to smoke.
I’d like a few more saying
Go ahead and smoke

Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013
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  • Shania K. Younce (3/13/2014 10:42:00 PM)

    I have disagree about smoking. I'd keel over half second only because my heart could not take it. My mother smokes and hacks all morning. Please try to stay away from smoking. I like the sing-song ring to your poem. Bien! (Report) Reply

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