saw this cute girl the other day…
while smoking a cigarette at my balcony:
i was hovering over the pathway
she’d eventually cross,
like an apparition watching over
her resplendent ignorance.
she eventually did -
the cigarette, having not been ****** on
for a while, drooped flaccidly
between my fingers.
i flicked the bud:
the ashes drifted away with the wind,
like confetti -
in the same direction she walked off
below -
as i watched from above.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 8:32 AM UTC
saw this cute girl the other day…
while smoking a cigarette at my balcony:
i was hovering over the pathway
she’d eventually cross,
like an apparition watching over
her resplendent ignorance.
she eventually did -
the cigarette, having not been ****** on
for a while, drooped flaccidly
between my fingers.
i flicked the bud:
the ashes drifted away with the wind,
like confetti -
in the same direction she walked off
below -
as i watched from above.
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