I juggle thick red carpenter pencils
between my fingers.
Only one cigarette today.
Cue the self-deprecating meditations:
I've never finished anything.
Why is smoking any different?
It's not [any different]. smart, effective, creative.......i like your style, Eric. keep on, sjg
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Cue the self-deprecating meditations: Rachel Ann Butler