a cigarette, in six stanzas

[vurtomatic]

out of this bag
  mangled flattened squashed
  tease pull drag
  clinging fighting screaming
a pinch; thumb and index
between these fingers felt
  memories thoughts emotions
  chaos ruled, chaos rolled
  tangled lost between
between these fingers held
my heart cradled
order out of chaos rolled
between this paper fragile
as thoughts enwrapped
a roll, a lick
a life, complete.

 

[nephil]

as a fellow hand-roller, i can relate...it is an interesting process