The Rush Of A Day's First Cigarette.

That lightness,
The dizzy unbalanced sense,
The rush of a day's first cigarette.
I sit in the sun,
Close my eyes,
Revel in my blank mind,
It's all red,
Such a pretty bright light
Behind my eyes.
Open upm
Wash the coffee down,
Wake up,
Stand up,
Get on with life.

-11th January 2012