I smoked my regular cigarette today
The spirals of fumes
Entwining , parting my lips
My mind, oscillating into labyrinths of uncertainties
But , for something,
I was certain , that uncertainty,
Is what I choose, over and over again.
The flush of nicotine trembling my body
Making me more closer to my self
Maybe , I felt a feeling
A ripple of sensation
After a very long time .
