Flakes


Cigarette Smoke Rising. Drawing by Harvey Dog

snow falls on
the rooftop,
flakes of dandruff
looking for a home,
cigarette ash falls
from my burning life.

too much too much

I put out the cigarette
and watch the smoke
rise silently
into the air.


Notes

A short poem from the mid-late 1980’s that I came across while digitizing my old shit. I am now up to the F’s in digitizing my poetry!

Written: mid-late 1980’s


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