<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cigarettes and a Forty Dollar Guitar.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Driving away from your house<br>I always wonder <br>If my cigarettes will ever<br> Expire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s my hope that<br>By ingesting my body with<br>Nicotine and irrelevant thought<br>That it would somehow<br>Supplant the sexual frustrations<br> You leave me with.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I get lonely<br>I tend to play my guitar<br>Until I fall asleep next to it, <br>Holding it because it can hold a tune<br>Far better than I can<br>And it never turns it’s back to me<br>Because I played a bad chord<br>Or strummed it a touch too hard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My guitar has frets<br>But none that could move me<br>Like the times you fret.<br>It’s got a neck and curves<br>Delicately shaped and cut<br>To produce songs and<br>Melancholy finger picking, <br>Yet doesn’t puzzle-piece my face<br>Like your neck and curves tend to do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you do hold me, <br>Though rare and laboriously planned, <br>I feel my skinny jeans tighten<br>And your breathe grow more audible<br>Only to be interrupted by a yappy dog<br>Or intrusive mothers, <br>Leaving my stomach queasy<br>And patience tested.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why it only takes half a cigarette<br>To fully recuperate my patience<br>Never seemed quite clear to me, <br>But I’m satisfied it does.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eli+MorenoDrew">Eli MorenoDrew</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548523" data-title="Cigarettes and a Forty Dollar Guitar. de Eli MorenoDrew" data-description="Driving away from your house I always wonder If my cigarettes will ever Expire. It’s my hope that By ingesting my body with Nicotine and irrelevant thought That it would somehow Supplant the sexual frustrations You leave me with. When I g..."></div> </div> </div>

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