Monday, September 21, 2009

Misguided Rambilings

The waifing smell of cigarettes fumigates my room, leaving behind a visible trail of bad karma. My windows are closed, how did this even happen? It doesn't matter anymore, it's sour presence is here and has put me in a foul mood. I need to shower before it nestles in my skin. Does lighting a candle even help?

1 comment:

girlfacedana said...

waifing-not a word!!! Adrian and I are going to beat your frontal lobe with a Websters' to get you to remember that! Waif is, but you can't use it as a verb. WAFT is what you want.