The Smoking Sin

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© Vincent Van Gogh	The Smoking Sin Every day the dangling cigarette Speaks loudly to my nagging sub-conscience Mumbling sins to my mouth and lips Undoubtedly there is no taste of sweet pleasure Only death! Copyright © 2001, Trina Zacharias Back to Short Stuff Trina's Poetry / Site Map / Contact Editor