cigarette

[this season...] arose out of the blue, bearing
its ghostly air with impregnated frosty scents,
able to change the flowers' tints and shapes

in its mystery, showed its revelation by trying
to concoct plausible reasons for activating
my lazy ass... fine adjudicated in some dreams,
mixed with smoky music and bittersweet flavor
of my bespoken cigarette, spiced like magic
with the genial sounds of my morning coffee

[this season smiled, viewing on my fantasies]

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