cancer stick

By danica mcdonald

smoke fills my lungs,
inhale, exhale,
letting my thoughts leave and disappear like the smoke in the air,
so peace full,
so calm,
until i smash the butt into the wood,
ending the smoke off the end of my cancer stick,
all comes flying back like a broken dam.

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Copyright 2012 danica mcdonald
Published on Saturday, February 18, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I also remember my smoking days. A very calming and peaceful experience. But cancer is quite a deterrent.

  • Polaris On Saturday, February 18, 2012, Polaris (21)By person wrote:

    A cancer stick indeed. Brings back memories of my smoking days.

  • dwells On Saturday, February 18, 2012, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Hi DMD perhaps "all comes flooding back" to prevent a mixed metaphor in the last line. For some reason this made me want to burn one again, cheers!

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