Johnathon Souders Poet I do not know?

Slowdrag

Slowdrag.
Taking a lazy.
After printing the coins
kicking shoes, grabbing the bic.
A slowdrag
sit looking for the peaceful.
With blacklung.
Among pillows and Christmas lights
taking a lazy.

Oh,, The rolling of stones.
Events of the rock slide.
All Semsara head feed
But the Joy of the drag.
All float with the smoke.
Exhaling a poignant sigh.
A slowdrag.
Soulful, smokefilling.
Hearing a doctor"s whisper to action.
Ignoring at present.

Light, Inhale, Pause, Exhale. 
Sit hoping it ment something
when early rise, late-fall day system.
Going to, moving towards
home again jigity jig.
Inhale, pause, Exhale.
Taking a lazy.
Slowdrag.

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L'Nass Shango December 22, 2009 at 6:57 AM Poets ride the beasts that make mortals cower, and make poems out of them ... here is a well made poem out of flesh. Positively bright future in the write.

Debbie Guzzi December 17, 2009 at 2:44 PM surching/searching..googling Semsara..can't find it? ment/meant..it is a very revealing "take" on the "bliss" of addiction..and I'm being serious...Light & Love hope you're Ok with all thses critics ;)