Cotton mouth.

white smoke

I like a blank silence
and that I get too high
to hear words flare out—
I fog up windows
because I don’t want
angry spittle in my eye.

It’s okay to be lonely
and twist myself away
from nagging hands—
there’s no tension
in a bouquet of vapors,
just a softly unfocused smile.

© Nancy Botta, 2018

8 thoughts on “Cotton mouth.”

mike ennenbach says:

your words always resonate with my soul. it is like a magic.

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December 19, 2018 at 11:23 pm Reply
murisopsis says:

I think with the legalization more people are going to be “in a bouquet of vapors”!

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December 20, 2018 at 2:03 am Reply
- haikuspot says:
  
  i was about writing something serious than you… dummy XD
  
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  December 20, 2018 at 10:08 am Reply
haikuspot says:

i feel this one soothing, like the tea i’m brewing

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December 20, 2018 at 10:08 am Reply
bigskybuckeye says:

Your vivid description makes for a wonderful moment . . . morning coffee and poetry!

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December 20, 2018 at 12:33 pm Reply
floweringink says:

Your poetry is crazy good!!!!!!! I hope you are sending it out to magazines!!!

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December 20, 2018 at 2:46 pm Reply
himanshudiaries says:

this is so good.

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December 20, 2018 at 7:09 pm Reply
Jonathan says:

I always look forward to your work and images!

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December 23, 2018 at 2:26 pm Reply

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