Poem: Rolling Bad
…rolls a cigarette & places the loosely shrouded filter in mouth…
3 goes at lighting – yellowed paper reduces in size, down to half.
Bad Roll.
One of those days as the movie drifts on, song after song and occasional glances up from the paper to the screen show
that he’s trying to take it all in
but the bad roll rolls on…
it was never going to be one of those …
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