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The Smith Brothers …oops, there are only two on the box but
there’s one more …oops, there is not a woman with then nut there is …a
smithwife.
Below the singing of frogs, a creed idles with each breath more of a
panting waltz. The trees chant their own songs. Old grandma moon and stars
are the rhythm and blues. The frogs, the creek, the moon and stars holding
the musical rights of night. A roaring kind of a pleasant madness creates
wreckage of a throat. Several hours slip by. There is no longer an
orchestra. In the distant stillness, old man sun peeks from shadow-land. A
full box of lozenge lay near the hem lock creek table bed. The Smith
Brothers box remains unopened. Uh, matures love of noise and chatter with
our dropping a medicated disc at a place of natural canvas. As sparkles of
plenty take a deep whiff of an old Indian song , a smoothness of throats
soon echo in beautiful melody with the Smith wife in serious meditation.
The Smith Brothers reach in their unpuckerd shirt pockets for cigarettes.
It owns them, as blue smoke rolls out from each nostril, yellow donuts
without candy sprinkles float about and fall with a loud clump. A kind of
a climbing pain to light another smoke hits. The body contains a
happiness. The donuts squash on the floor. Lenora thinks of brushing it
off. But picks up a smoke like it is lipstick. Her uncolored mouth blows
out curvy thoughts. A flirtation with the idea is on again. Chuck and
Lenora meet eye to eye . Indigenous people, married folks change…a new
knowledge heals the body. Their new knowledge does not separate then from
the community but separated from a habit, divorced from chemicals. Bad and
Greg share this quiet healing way. Their shirt pockets with slight
wrinkles but empty to the core.
Below the singing frogs, the tadpoles journey on .The smoke puffs descend.
A budding tree branch sways and an aroma of saved tobacco lingers within
the confines of strength. Allow the knowledge to loved ones.
JKBuffalo
6/20/04 |
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The Hemlock Village brothers
smoked over half of their lives.
Chuck Smith inhaled his first cigarette at the age of ten. His last smoke
and quit date, September 26,2003.
His younger siblings have also discontinued the use of cigarettes.
Brad began smoking at the age of twelve, His disconnection of drawing-in,
April 7, 2004.
A strength and self-respect is celebrated. If there is a desire to own
smoke-free lungs, call Iris Laes at 1-888-685-4422 ext. 5068. |
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