Vanishweed
By ralph
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
- 1497 reads
Under
stones they crept
stones that
underpinned my life
these weeds
vines that
wrapped around
my exsistance
choking
the decades
i've pulled
and poisoned
myself
tried to kill them
with half
a heart
for years
ignored them
like my health
slept with them
a hateful lover
who smells of rags
but
today
they are gone
my cough too
a new breath
in an old world
birth
no more cigarettes
vanishweed
forever
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