Of Smoke

Smoking seems the best way
to spend the spell between hours,
cursing and curing ourselves of sympathy,
theory and cannon and logos
fundamentally revolting, however briefly,
against the conventions as we find them,
our time short but ripe,
the days fading behind us all too fast,
and in the smoke we read our fortunes,
our pasts,
the collective shrinking in hindsight
until there is but this moment,
us two, who reduce love to a fiction,
the reality of which is confused,
but seek that which we deny.


Chris Deal lives in Huntersville, SC

Last update : 18-10-2007 05:42

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