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This poem is about an experience, or rather first experience, of a student who has stolen one of his father's cigars and tries it for the first time after he has taken three pegs of whiskey.

Inhalation

Kissing sounds by curtain pairs on the window,

Taste of her lips , teeth and saliva when she smiles,

Her manicured nails,

Dull boring sound from the television, scratching and removing the
velvet algae accumulated on the surface of perception

Burning taste of water,

Numb silence of the ice cubes,

Piercing pain in the stomach, slimy and grey resembling an old sin;
slowly devouring the core of existence,

All going up and down - rhythmic yet strenuous like fluorescent
yellow images of a electrocardiogram; fading away into bluish white haze.
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