At 10 pm, Theory of Smokes Poem, by Pacifique Niyitanga, at My poetic side

But who cares?

And my red pen

Painting pain;

Scribbles of woe

But who cares?

Lone rotting lives,

Self-hatred souls

And hush, all of us.

But who cares?

Why sloppy slip

Or smoky smell

And the whole tale

But who cares?

The long lasting

Shit, the old vices

And anxiety. I care.

Author: Pacifique Niyitanga ( Offline)
Published: June 20th, 2023 03:14
Comment from author about the poem: Why I Scribbled ‘At 10 pm’, ‘Theory’, and ‘Smokes and Love’
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At 10 pm, Theory of Smokes