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Feb. 1 - "It's impossible for me to keep smoking."
by Jason WardellIt's impossible for me to keep smoking.
By midnight, I'm bundled
and can't be bothered
to give myself cancer,
to alienate myself
from the women who learned
that smokers are invariably bad news,
to take my beer and walk
fifteen feet
away from my friends,
to stand,
to smoke
in peace. 02/01/2009 Author's Note: 1:09am. Writing causes cancer, pass it on.
Posted on 02/02/2009
Copyright © 2026 Jason Wardell
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 02/03/09 at 12:16 AM life causes cancer, it seems, at least all the things we love the most. (or maybe it's the things we hate the most...) it irks me when people say "good job" as a comment. i like this and i'd like to see more. |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/03/09 at 08:27 PM sometimes it's good to be alone. and sometimes i wonder if it's really worth it to freeze my ass for a cigarette. but it is to those around me. |
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