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Jul 2019
how come you let that coal smolder there?
there right in your chest
doesn't it hurt?
doesn't the smoke sting your eyes?
i put mine out
smothered it out
and when it tries to start again,
as it does sometimes when the leaves start to turn in autumn,
when the sharp breeze unsettles them about,
i do it again
it gets easy enough,
easier every year

so go ahead and put it out
it's not doing you any favors
burning like that
the smoke's just gonna sting
stop you from seeing straight
it just hurts and leads to nothing
it doesn't lead to anything anyway
and it stinks
and it offends everyone you pass on the street
they can smell it too, you know
and it stinks

the only way is dull-eyed and static
the only thing to be is grounded
the only thing to want is right where you are
and if you think i'm being sarcastic, i'm not
i just care, is all
i just care about you
Joshua Sanders
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Joshua Sanders  26/M/Florida
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