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motions of death
by Sam Roberts
Laying between my greasy, inert fingers
A cigarette will lay still
And help me stay awake
09/29/2003 Author's Note: I suppose the title is a juxtapostion because the process of smoking invloves very little movement in order to 'kill'you.
At least that is what the poem suggests.
Psychologically, smoking is a killer
Physically as well..
but I enjoy it all the same..weird.
Posted on 09/29/2003
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