Serenity, you crazy girl... the cigarette is such an enticing image, it's one of my favourites. A secret addiction that is a symbol of class and sophistication--funny in that way, isn't it? How we take our faults and instead of cloaking them, boast them as virtues and impress them onto future generations.
It's sexy, even... licking the cigarette, the secret, dark need... and musing over fame and renown... just like the cigarette itself--all that makes a star is the sound of applause. I could be a star if people clapped.
Depressing, utterly and strikingly depressing... haha... but still clever. I can laugh and cry.
You brilliant girl, Karen...
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley