Poetry and cigarettes
May save your soul,
Or what once
Someone told me
Before I grew old,
And scotch and women?
It’s all the same,
For these four things
Shall keep you quite sane
But now that I’m older
And wiser for wear
I know it’s only love
That keeps our souls here.
For words
Might be wisdom
And the words may be true
But love is more
Beautiful and
Far wiser than you
(shall ever ever be)
~ R.M.
R.M. ENGELHARDT 