Sunday, January 10, 2010


(Written January 3, 2010, at age 22.)

I sit,
    Back slumped.
I look,
    At you.
I burn,
    And I turn to ash.
Yet I breathe,
    And talk
    And laugh.
Lighter in hand,
    Cigarette in mouth,
    I see myself in both.

[The buzz:
    A liberator.
    The liberator?]