blowing smoke


for some reason
i’ve never learned
to enjoy the things
that are good for me

watching the sunset
sipping tomato juice
in the lotus position
doesn’t compare
to the glass of dewars
and a cigarette

if i cared about
what the shrinks said
i would worry about
having a self-destructive
personality

but i have other things
on my mind tonight
like blowing smoke rings
around the moon
and howling in the language
of eternal youth


© gunther c. fogle 2004