Smokin’ Rome, a poem

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inMichiem, of the House of Woo, PoetryTags:, , , , , ,

A man asked
if I would help
with the bucket
brigade to
save Rome from
burning.

I said no, and
and lit
my cigarette from
among it’s flames.

I smiled a
toothless grin,

~puff~

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.