A Minute Fast...A Minute Past
I flicked a matchstick on a crisp, cold early morn'.
Like a mesmerized moth I stood in awe
As I gazed and played with the minute inferno.
Then I lit my diminutive nicotine nightstick.
Clouds of grey escaped from within me,
Like an angel's lengthy tresses;
I watched the smoke and my misery
Sway adrift with the sinuous breeze.
Letting my melancholies all glimmer away.
Nostalgic slideshow: paused!
I then savored the flavor nesting on my lips,
'Twas an all familiar tang.
Drops of heavenly tears sat leisurely on a fortified table.
My goblet of 'deja brew' seemed to battle the divine damp.
The auburn liquor's warmth kissed the dews.
Then the pearly mists having been briefly romanced
Transcended to seventh heaven.
The irony of a tobacco and a brewed coffee bean
Aided me as I nursed, yet another hangover;
Yet another fuckin' overshadow!
Like a leaf trembling from a tree;
I parked myself, unfazed by my cranial pain.
The uninvited wind breezed by my way, yet again.