in cigarette packets
with the money mum gives me
to buy the dinner
that would put fat on my bones
and i make out
with fire
in the garden at night
when my house is sleeping
i look at the stars
and wish this kiss would last forever
but too soon it burns my mouth
so i put it out
throw the butt
over the fence
behind my neighbours garage
some day might be found
the ends of my love
when the garage gets pulled down
but i will be far from here then
and i love my dog so much
for holding his bark when i sneak in
and lock the door behind me
i fill a glass with water
and as i drink
smell the smoke in the skin
of my fingers
then i put in my retainer
which keeps my teeth from slipping
back out of perfection
and i climb into bed
and dream of adventures
with girls
the most beautiful of which
i know
already exists
2 comments:
I like very much. Silly Jonny for making cigarettes sound so beautiful
Very Bukowski. But I like it.
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