Friday, June 1, 2007

SMOKE FACES

One last
cigarette...

The smoke
reminds me,
of the countless
we've shared...

Of your lips...
and how I
was jealous
back then...
Will I have to
go back to
being jealous
again?

One last
cigarette...
To help me through
sleepless nights,
and countless days of
sleepwalking...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/6/2007)

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