Quit smoke and other stuff

 

Four or five years ago, or so, 

i quit; time moved on.

then later had a cigarette once more

it nearly knocked me to the floor .

i was dizzy and just about fell

So okay, enough for now.

These are poems and you know

how I feel.

and you know

i feel. 

the traffic rolls on in jams …  just saying.

 i hear it going,

Wrapping itself in confusion.

Find a pause, Santa Claus 

And a hug to warm things up.