smoke singles [w/ morg]

by Laura Doom

if you were a cigarette i'd still
smoke you down until you burnt my fingers
and i would still absorb all of the dancing smoke
in my lungs and in the reflection in my eyes.

but i'm the cigarette you don't get

to light; it's all done with mirrors.

when you're sick of the sound
of me, black-eyed and bouncing
from silver-tongued censure
to foul-mouthed seduction.

i don't even know what i'm looking
for these days but your words
are my bad habit. the slow burn pleasure
draws fire on your breath
while I blow hot and cold.

why is it everytime you leave
i end up sifting through the vomit
that you spew when you try to speak my name?

because i am a rudely awakened disease
smothering old flames
like foam frothing at the mouth
of forgotten conversation.

i suck on the ultimate straw
and you'll never remember the taste.

there's no question of giving up;
the secret of survival is secreted
in the filter, inhale day, exhale night
ardour to ashes, dawn to dust.

don't ask what happens to the detritus
of dreams. i sleep in unmade beds
and pray with hands unfolded.

exhale this love.


Author's Note: this piece dragged coughing and wheezing to a terminal near you by the no buts morgan d hafele and the yes, but laura doom -- keep on rollin...

Posted on 04/29/2009
Copyright © 2023 Laura Doom

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/30/09 at 01:22 PM

Reading while inhaling and keeping it all in. Off to the Oak for a smoke, be back soon.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 04/30/09 at 05:03 PM

i'm glad you did, i think this piece would have gotten lonely if it was only in my library

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/30/09 at 06:16 PM

I sure hope you guys do. This is one of yor best collabs to date.

Posted by Anita Mac on 05/02/09 at 02:18 PM

I had an idea of what kind of piece would end up coming out of the two of you, but this blows all such thoughts clear away. Wonderful, as ever!

Posted by A. Paige White on 05/03/09 at 04:07 PM

I wanna add my ditto to Anne B.'s comment. As a smoker *cough cough wheeze* I found the metaphor very satisfying. Count me in the doomed to cheer Doom's writing category.

Posted by Jason Moskalyk on 05/21/09 at 10:19 PM

... smokin?

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