Forsooth! Woe, how i've fogortten!

LO!
I nearly forgot about my blog space.
Sorry, ya'll

No moar chatter, heres a rough piece of poetry




I remember my first
the long slow breath of hot, stale air
I remember the slight high of smoke in my head and the sharp taste of tobacco on my tongue
I remember the ease of "hello"s and egarness of new commrades
I remember being able to run without labored breath
I remember giving them away, freely
I remember each day
each week
each month without a single moment of ashy breath
I remember not caring a flame
I remember not lying about my habits
I remember not wearing the reak, like shame
I remember needing,
not enjoyment like before
I remember shunning the box that i had paid dearly for,
giving to friends, strangers in order to heel temptation
I remember the bar
where i bought a new pack that very evening
I remember the five dollars last week
it's now vacant home in my wallet

I wish i could remember my last.