Thursday, June 2, 2011

The wind was blowing

Watching a half-smoked cigarette
blow across the table
in a good friend's backyard.
I thought maybe I should
just hold it so it doesn't
fall on the ground,
But instead I'll allow it
to be free spirited because
that's all it has, really.
Someone will finish smoking
it very soon, I'm sure.

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