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Justin S Wampler Mar 2023
God I want to *******
quit.

I think about it
all the time.

For what?



...This?
I don't think so.

Either pass this mindset.
or die in the cab of a
...

I pray for the pain of
this mindset passing.

This?




Either combustionless
or insane.
Justin S Wampler Mar 2023
The easiest way to quit smoking
is to keep looking forward to
the nicotine headrush you'll get
when you start smoking again.

Every day, every hour and minute
that you manage to hold off
will make that euphoric feeling
hit you that much stronger.

Lips pinched tight around
a cylinder of paper and fiberglass,
the sound of a Bic striking,
dipping the tip into the flame.

An inhale, a deep sigh through smiling teeth.
Slight spinning and just going limp,
letting your head hit the back of the chair.

Eyes closed.

Quitting feels...

...so

****

good.
Justin S Wampler Mar 2023
An old name is sighed
from the knotted cherry sky
and goes misheard.

A game, a plot, a house fly
span the attenuating divide
between what's been learned.

Whisper thy name,
perhaps once again,
and I'll pay attention this time.
Justin S Wampler Feb 2023
When, at night, I'm alone with
chapped dryness on my lips
I close my eyes and just imagine
you giving me a Vaseline kiss.
Justin S Wampler Nov 2022
Who's here
when I'm not?

Can they read this
as I write it,
does it carry across?

There's something
here
with me,
something that's
not me.

Together but not whole,
just a bifurcated hull
held together with flex tape.

We don't sink.
Justin S Wampler Nov 2022
Slow whistle.
Atonal wind hums
through the naked
boughs of autumn.

Sunny November.
Hats and flannels
color the cityscape
under assumptions
of nearing frigidity.

But the sun still shines
and the wind goes on
humming, just like
it always has before.
Justin S Wampler Nov 2022
Is anyone here?
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