Evening routine

[marquis_de_odde]

Sitting on a particularily uncomfortable stool
Reading poems far beyond my own words
In a mix of envy and awe
I flick a stray fingernail onto the floor
Stare for a moment at my burning cigarette
Fascinating fear strikes me
Smoke rings frame my face
What is the proper conclusion
In the debate of wasting time?

[TrippinBTM]

"It's my time and I can waste it if I want to" and "Sitting quietly by yourself IS doing something"

I liked your poem :)