Old Habits Die Hard

Do you happen to have
A cigarette I could bum?
Just to hold in my hand
To help reminisce some

To bring me back to a time
When I had it all together
And the worst of my worries
Was exploring Minecraft’s Nether.

In fact, could I please
Borrow your lighter as well?
I won’t actually smoke it;
I promise to not inhale.

Just the act of smoking
Puts my mind at ease
And places it in Bear Creek
Enjoying the summer’s breeze.

But I’ve come this far already,
So I think I’ll take just a puff
With one good hit of nicotine
I’m sure I’ll find to be enough.

I’ll savor its flavor
Of late-night party favors
And quick, justified breaks
Between writing papers.

And just like back then,
It seems I still need a Savior
And a few more cigarettes
Before I break this bad behavior.

The Grinch

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My heart hurts
And aches
In ways
I thought I’d never feel
A decade ago,
And so I’m thankful.

Thank you
For your wrenches and knifes
In my life
That you tossed and stabbed with,
Respectively.

Introspectively,
My heart grew
So many sizes
Since those days
That I only gave way
To a broader attack space
For the world to deface

With exploits
So obvious
To those who drew close

I’d find it morose
Should they not capitalize
On the faults
I’d so often advertise.