the rain in my purse: i fondly remember smoking

Sunday, March 21, 2010

In my mouth
I once planted a star,
a crackling white rifle
pinched between a finger
and thumb, stuffed
and rolled
with sumptuous crumbs.

Anonymous said...: I remember it too, fondly. Don't think you ever get over that. Nice poem.

johanna; 3/22/10, 12:34 AM
Kass said...: Another thing I've failed at - smoking. You do make it sound romantic, though.; 3/22/10, 12:47 AM
NE said...: Hollywood tried to make it glamorous, too, but try kissing a smoker. So much for that.; 3/22/10, 10:29 PM
SarahJane said...: that's what brooke shields said.; 3/23/10, 1:00 PM
BJeronimo said...: smoking is cool.; 3/23/10, 1:58 PM
NE said...: Anything is cool if you say it is. Exhibit A: Cucumbers.; 3/24/10, 12:04 AM
rallentanda said...: I never had a problem kissing smokers.It was much easier giving up kissing than smoking; 3/25/10, 7:35 AM
SarahJane said...: yeah. screw kissing. bring on the smoke.; 3/25/10, 10:07 AM