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I Keep on Taking Puffs at My Life

  • I Keep on Taking Puffs at My Life

     
    I keep on taking puffs at my life:
    the smoke hangs round me,
    everywhere.
    utterly wreathed in smoke,
    I see the world through it.
    at times, the smoke
    gets so thick and dense,
    I fail to make out anything
    across it.
    as I puff at my life,
    it smoulders to the fag end,
    ash sinking into
    the ashtray of Time;
    the ash strews the tray,
    which keeps it
    in her … Continue reading