Best Cig Poems

Holding that slender stick in between two fingers
Stance of an emperor of a classy empire
The curvy wavy smoke in air lingers
One cig in hand smartens...

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i narrate me own story in a fake english accent. the bloody typewriter is 
broken, it can't capitalize. i'm out of coins for the heater. i can...

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Romance was not our muse, he types
Not writes his farewells before each morning -
A simple 'Till tomorrow' left by cooling sheets.

We started as lovers, before...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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Her belly reminds me of Buddha
Huge boobies just like a cow’s udder
From her mouth hangs a cig
She does not give a fig -
I’m thankful that...

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During my time at high school
I never once broke any rule
I was quiet and shy
Didn’t flirt with a guy
Even if I thought he was cool
 
 
I...

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On my third year high
I decided withdrew inside a room,
I locked myself,
an insistent knocked,
it was a friend,
what happen to yah man,
what, I said impatiently,
he went...

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Saul’s twinkling eyes took it all in – the platinum hair framing a first-class face, the silvery sheath dress wrapped around a figure that was...

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She guides me in and sits me down.
Not the Remington portable typewriter this time.
I grab a pen and some parchment they have more life i...

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Well it’s March 17th the best day of the year
For the wearing of the green and the drinking of green beer
For eating corn beef and...

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I've ran the vail several times over 20yrs. But this night is different. This night,I would get 
the experience of my life. Some call me...

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like smoke from the end of my cig
she's dancing all over, you dig?
so after i hit
the rush that i get
brings exstacy under my wig...

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I insisted the jubilee amiability
to stir up with twilight-ed spirit
zeal of desires aroused 
as the silverly rays crowned me
to pour out the gilded spirit.
Earstwhile crimson...

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I find my room doomed with demon's ill-famed gag
As long as I have my lucifer to light my ***
I find my room purged by smokes...

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Cape highway, speeding, the radio full blast,
pitch black with only his headlights to flare
on the pavement, it's slick, there's been a light shower,
hazardous drive but...

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