Sunday, April 20, 2008

Desperation

Before you smoked menthol,
you weren't addicted,
but rather in love.
Now, after having ashed
the last of your affection
and disregarding the
now empty pack
in which it came,
you search for
a stranger to hold you
over. Hoping they will
share your tastes,
but you'd settle
for menthol.

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still working on getting this right.
Post your interpretations in the comments
so I can see if it reads the way I hope.