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The Colour Green
Green, to me
is a million little sniffs of scent
hidden behind the lips of ziploc bags
and often followed by eyes rolled back
smiles of satisfaction
and a quick second whiff
for good measure.
Green, to me
is a craving for a tingling
inexistence, a taste my tongue will
savour
as the smoke slips past
and Green ignites
my taste buds.
is a million little sniffs of scent
hidden behind the lips of ziploc bags
and often followed by eyes rolled back
smiles of satisfaction
and a quick second whiff
for good measure.
Green, to me
is a craving for a tingling
inexistence, a taste my tongue will
savour
as the smoke slips past
and Green ignites
my taste buds.
Published 30th Mar 2011
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