A Poem by A.J. Huffman
strike moment, I spark. Catch, flame, fly.
Consuming my surroundings, I sputter, cough, choke
on the repercussions of my success. Flicker, fall
out. Puff, I slink away in one last breath
of smoked regret.
Thousands of miles away, a companion
strikes a cigarette outside Dow Chemical headquarters,
watches clouds lightly streak pristine sky, stands
gloriously ignorant, oblivious to the disastrous
havoc I, his billion-dollar brainchild, have
ravaged across innocent lands.