Tobacco Poem by mark king
Tobacco
Rating: ★5.0
Blanketing his emotions
Is his will
Yet still
They try to pop
Through and through
With bitterness and wallow
Never swallowing
He spits in the street
Leaving little brown pieces
Of his character
For all
Monday, July 7, 2008
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9/24/2024 12:47:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A beat yourself up poem if ever I have read one mark! lol they chew. out your way then? A painful slice of self hatred. Food of the muse, gives us room for more nutricious habits. Well done. Smiling at you, Tai