Juan& Joe

Coffee and cigarettes;

My youthful drive

And ambition's fuel.

Late nights of writing

Feverishly by dim light

Sucking away at filters

Like a building alive

And breathing with smoke

Chugging my bitter elixir

To forward my creativity

Twelve years to catch me off guard

Asthmatic lungs

Peaking leathered skin,

And a stomach rotted

Through with acid.

Drink my coffee,

Smoke my cigarettes.