the world is on fire
i light my cigarette with it
sit back relax
inhale exhale blue menthol smoke.
the flickers and sparks
sing sweet lullaby’s
putting me to sleep.
when i wake
the axis still spin
flames are in different locations
but the state of the world
is the same
it is stuck on the same channel.
those who wish not to miss the light show
record the madness
only to push off the viewing
to a day that doesn't exist.
i inhale exhale the menthol smoke
watch it all with a grin.
