.don't think twice, it's all right.

i wish i smoked cigarettes
for the kind of mood i'm in now
deep breath in
seeing the smoke
cascade out
instead of words.

i wonder if it's the longing
that makes me want to put
something to my lips
to keep them still.

for the time being
i'll fill this
whatever this is
with bob
and david
the manifestations of
the fantastic.

and my fingers
tap tap tap
on the keys
wishing they
and i
were with you
instead.