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Smoke Break By: Andrew Guerrero on 10/9/2002; 2:56 AM Seated in a crusty painted stool once guiltless of unruly work. Serene is the view the way drops patters at my exposed hip. The sky is grey sister to the lonely azure heavens brother to Winston, trapped between my rattling fingers. Embers blazing petite. Rain persists in its undying purpose. Scouring the earth, muddying the land. In the roof gutters above dilapidated like a shoe, destined to wrens and their offsprings.
RE: Smoke Break By: Rachelle King on 10/9/2002; 12:12 PM I like the cigarette image.
RE: Smoke Break By: Rachelle King on 10/9/2002; 6:21 PM and for some reason, going back to re-read the poem I just realized it was called "Smoke Break." Please, hold your applause, I know I am a genius already. Well, at least it means your image of smoking a cigarette was potent enough that you didn't even need the title. Right? Yeah...
RE: Smoke Break By: Andrew Guerrero on 10/28/2002; 7:48 PM Hmmm... maybe.
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