cigarette
[this day of the year] rose out of the blue, revealing its ghostly air with impregnated frosty scents, able to change the flowers' tints and shapes ‧ in its mystery, showed its revelation by trying to concoct plausible reasons for activating my lazy... ass, fine adjudicated in some dreams, mixed with smoky music and bittersweet flavor of my bespoken cigarette, spiced like magic with the genial sounds of my morning coffee ‧ [this day of the year smiled, viewing my fantasies…]