Breathless Comments

Great poem Gershon. It takes my breath away and makes me want to start up my three pack a day habit again. I kid you not. How I loved the act of smoking. It was only my lungs and heart that simply could not hack it. Well, actually I hacked quite a bit. I mean a cigarette used to be something I could die for. However, these days, during and after the dance of the beast with two backs, I prefer coffee, the sensous flesh of mango, and chocolate. Still, at this very moment, I'd give anything for a cigarette. The very idea of banning something outright makes me want to go out and do it. I wonder what the current antismoking facists will want to ban next.