cig and revolution.mov
Channel: TheKtmbrt
Date: 2012-04-04

It takes a cigarette to spark a though but dozen to douse one
The twenty I bought late afternoon are nearly gone
But haven't cast me to an easy rest
Bottle I may these thoughts for one more night
One more completing sound of security and peace prescribed by history books
But how do you damn a mountain stream?
How do you chain a limbless dream?
How do you calm a fit-less rage?
How do you veil invisible change?
Perhaps when these thoughts rest for night
Eventually,
I will grow a bread and head into the wood
Find a cause and defend it
And wake up with a tranquil smile
But dressing for my double shifted dawn
And the mirror reflects
A beardless capless and cigar less revolution 
That would dream of another day of fleeting changes
And come home to shivering bed merely a day older
There the last one is gone
I don't need sleep but the double shift does
An empty box of cigarette harvests stormy nights
But as I turn back to home
I stop to pick up my cigarette butts
An empty can of an empty dream
I haven't felt this way in years of my dumsterless existence 
A pain runs down my spine
And perhaps beards man of yesteryear will remind with a smile
That revolution began with cigarette butts and sore back and the uneasiness of smokeless nights
But how do you damn a mountain stream?
How do you chain a limbless dream?
How do you calm a fit-less rage?
How do you veil invisible change
It takes a cigarette to spark a thought but a dozen to douse one.