David Byrne Poet Rhyme

My Lovely Concubine

I love my cigarettes
The pleasure, sticks
I’m tellin’ you

Coffin nails
You’re calling them
It simply isn’t true

They increase my confidence
It’s the nicotine
You see

A happy drug you understand
My doctors
Said to me

So I keep, smoking 
I don’t care
They are helpin’ with my flair

Love lookn’ at 
My King Size pack
While reclinin’ on my back

So spare me the lectures
My tobacco she’s real fine
Virginia that’s my sweetheart’s name
My lovely concubine : )

©david byrne july ‘12

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 13, 2012 at 7:08 AM Wow where did this week go? I am reading some amazing poetry this morning. It was a pleasure to read yours and I thank you for sharing it David. Have a great weekend and I will be back Monday to read more. Love, Carol

Cynthia Buhain-Baello July 13, 2012 at 5:14 AM Love the unique twist in the end lines. The poem achieves the reason for its writing, that is to declare the love for smoking and its perceived benefits ("helping with my flair") and the personification of it in "Virginia" the "lovely concubine". Brilliant!