Pipe Smoker Poem by Green Leaf

Pipe Smoker



Pipe smoker, that travels by star,
Pipe smoker, the stars seem not far
Pipe smoker, religions aside
Pipe smoker, it reaches so far.

Pipe smoker, that gathers all spark
And flesh turns to dust,
Like a priest that’s outkast
From future and past,
Unshackeled at last,
Woun’t last,
Without trust.

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