
SMOKE 'N HOT
Abamba Hannah@hannahabamba597451
14 days ago
I take it in slowly,
the smoke, gradually I store
in my Buccal cavity, drawing in my throat
Letting in the cloud that brings
in the out of body experience
Gently it seeps in
Giving or perhaps diffusing my deepest and guarded emotions.
Like a thief it steals these
Locked up miscreants, or as we call
"Agberos" from their dungeons.
The quiet become verocious,
the verocious become quiet or vice versa
Or it might not apply.
However it does apply to you
I know you can relate.
In resolution of what I dare say
the dissipation of this cloud,
Like a thief who has stolen and is not afraid,
It plays it's achievement;
Your stolen most guarded emotions.
This state I call sobriety.
I write all these under the influence
Of the smoke 'n hot cloud
In specifics, the sobriety stage of smoke 'n hot cloud.
And as I drop the pen it dissipates just like my lines depreciate.






























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