Ciggys (361 hits)
Category: Quotes & Stories -> PoetryRating: -0.92 on 14 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Sock. (View user info) at 2007-01-11 18:56:42 EST
Combustion,
inhalation,
and as I feel the
godly smoke fill my lungs,
I exhale and watch the world
with a new light.
Inside my head,
inside my soul,
I look out and talk with myself.
Where nothing can be hurt,
where the world spins in synchronicity,
and everything is okay.
I watch the smoke in the light,
swirling,
expanding,
occasional harmony in the chaos,
and I inhale,
and feel my life take flight.
My hands don't shake,
my voice doesn't stutter,
and the world is beautiful.
User Reviews
Submitted by Spam (user info) at 2007-01-14 11:45:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 because I'm skint and havn't smoked for over a week.
Come payday, I'm gonna go get 200 Embassy No.1, lay 180 out individually in a circle, stand in the middle and then set them on fire while smoking the remaining 20 which I will have already taped together so I can drag on them all at the same time.
It's going to be worth the wait.
Submitted by icarus1987 (user info) at 2007-01-14 11:18:45 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Can the smoke help you fathom your own stupidity?
No?
How about lack of talent?
Submitted by Phallic_Cymbals (user info) at 2007-01-11 23:25:02 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
reminds of this
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Submitted by fclo002 (user info) at 2007-01-11 23:08:26 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Awful.
Submitted by homer42 (user info) at 2007-01-11 22:41:36 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by locksly (user info) at 2007-01-11 21:09:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
http://www.ubersite.com/m/90611
reminds of this
Submitted by 8track (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:38:53 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:22:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Actually, I think this does a very good job of representing the cigarette as the escapist drug it is. One reason it's so hard to quit is because smokers romanticize them just like this. I know I did. I like this.
Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:18:52 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
It may be obvious, but you were two keys off on the vowel when you entered your user name.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:15:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette
Now I'm a feller with a heart of gold
And the ways of a gentleman I've been told
The kind of guy that wouldn't even harm a flea
But if me and a certain character met
The guy that invented the cigarette
I'd murder that son-of-a-gun in the first degree
It ain't cuz I don't smoke myself
And I don't reckon that it'll harm your health
Smoked all my life and I ain't dead yet
But nicotine slaves are all the same
At a pettin' party or a poker game
Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette
Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
Now in a game of chance the other night
Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me right
The kings and the queens just kept on comin' round
And I got a full and I bet 'em high
But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
He just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down
Now he'd raise me and I'd raise him
I sweated blood, gotta sink or swim
He finally called and didn't even raise the bet
So I said "aces full Pops how 'bout you?"
He said "I'll tell you in a minute or two
But right now, I gotta have me a cigarette"
Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hates to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
(Ah, smoke it! Hah! Yes! Yes! Yes!)
The other night I had a date
With the cutest little girl in the United States
A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame
She loved me and it seemed to me
That things were 'bout like they oughta be
So hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane
She was oh so far from a cake of ice
And our smoochin' party was goin' nice
So help me cats I believe I'd be there yet
But I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
And she said, "ah, Marty, excuse me please
I just gotta have me another, cigarette"
And she said, smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
Written by Merle T ravis and Tex Williams
Submitted by awesome_face (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:14:09 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
emo smoker
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-01-11 20:09:36 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by forensicgirl3 (user info) at 2007-01-11 19:31:42 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Die
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2007-01-11 19:03:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Come on baby make it hurt so good!