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oxidize
i
was sitting there on the couch sweating as the hot air danced
up and down my skin. bringing that poison to my mouth and
lighting it, i wondered how long i had to live - whether my
death would anyway be related to the bad habits i had picked
up through my lifetime. as the nicotine began to oxidize at
a hurried pace, i inhaled, filling my lungs with that pleasurable
gaseous death. the sun was beginning to rise - i could see
its long arms desperately trying to reach over the hills,
it's impending arrival signaled by the bluish tint that was
beginning to fill the dark sky. i cursed and mumbled to myself
for having let my overactive mind get the better of me again.
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