Monday, June 20, 2016

One Lucky Strike

I feel like a pile of soggy matches
That won't light no matter what you do
The tools are there
And yet

The shining spark
The sweet stinging smoke
I have it all
But not right now

Sometimes I wait for the wind to pass
And other times I get caught in the inferno
They say all it takes is one lucky strike
What the hell do "they" know anyway? 

The promise of flames
The kiss of warmth
All drowned out
Like toothpicks in a pond

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