Below is the poem entitled One Cigarette which was written by poet
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I knew a man
who smoked one cigarette each day,
accompanied by a cup of black coffee.
Beyond feeding his ego,
control was his raison d’etre,
so he probably did smoke just the one.
Not so with me.
I was far too gone,
reveling in excess on several fronts.
my comfort in the evening
with one or more neat scotches,
and, of course,
I’ve left behind that obsession,
yet I am plagued by
a particular cigarette memory:
that sweet after-sex smoke.
I miss that singular pleasure,
but then, life requires loss.
I suppose I could try it
one more time,
just the one cigarette
to see what might happen.
But that wouldn’t work.
Unlike my unpleasant
my self-control requires vigilance,
else it dies with a vengeance
that I’m ill-prepared to manage.
a smile of recollection will do nicely.