Not today I won't
Hard as it is to quit
A minute without
Is a mile gained

The shaking hand
And that soft ideation
You don't get me

With those false promises
Of intoxication
And relief

I will let out that sigh anyway

02/17/2010

Author's Note: I gave up smoking a couple of years ago. This poem recalls something of that victory.

Posted on 02/17/2010
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