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Joe Marflak

Joe Marflak

Maybe You

The last cigarette,
glowing
to the end
smoke rises,
killing to fill your hunger
I’m telling you
its no good my friend
does the cough get you off
or is it the tar
from your finger tips
to the smell of your car
I wonder

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