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Perfection Obliterated

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cigarette smoke
is made for curling around words
for tearing up eyes
and for disguising hurts
the slick
    serpent
   smoke
sliding
and gliding
strangling hope
thick and silver
circling your head
   hiding
behind words
that mean nothing
disguised as something
like true emotion
when we both know
we're just going
through the motions
like two lost souls
swimming in a fishbowl
     but you know the rest
and we're just
pretending
like children
never-ending
     like the story
but you know the rest
and we hide
behind burning cigarettes
     like our shields
protecting us
on the fields
of battle
this battle is
perfection obliterated
   overrated
anyway
   and we don our masks
      and ride
imagining
this isn't happening
because it can't end
not like this
   like a wish
trapped between us
too uncool to speak
     but remember
we're just two lost fish
I had the title, one line. It was 2 am, and I just wrote from there. It rhymes, but has no scheme. I don't like capitalization or punctuation in my poetry, unless it serves the purpose of emphasis.
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skeevy's avatar
This is exactly what I'm going through...my ex is making me call her today to give all the reasons I've dredged up for this ending...but she knows them. She just wants me to hurt her one last time, I suppose.

I love the first couple lines the best - really personal connection for me because I'm trying to quit smoking and she's not (part of the problem, obviously).

Thanks.