Thursday, June 3, 2010

Kagero

Every day
begins
and ends
with
this cigarette:

an addiction

whose kiss
I wake
and
sleep to

whose poison
streams
through
my veins.

2 comments:

Edward Yoo said...

More dry ink, although, from revisiting, I kind of like my Super Mario Kart poem: it's rough around the edges, but a poem that I wouldn't mind playing with and refining a bit more.

Timothy Wildermuth said...

I think this has so much potential. I like how you are playing with the breaks...it sort of suspends the poem via pauses. It's as if the speaker is smoking... This is a really cool effect.

I think a break after "this" in the first stanza might create a neat effect. Just a thought.