In the times of struggle/\a new smoke break poem___ Waking up and going to sleep Living a life constantly on the ropes Blocking nor feet shuffling. Brings recourse Sitting out side The frozen world crawls upon me I am shivering beneath it Beneath the weight of all of it Smoking one of my rare these days Cigarettes thinking of how such A life was once sought by my younger Version now ragged and embroiled with Dis ease and despair I exhale what smokey life remains ----
