I' m a classic example of a junkie poet- 
'Bungled and botched'  

Aesthetic 

Obsessive 

Compulsive 

Neurotic  

Gin and tonic -

My heart tells me not to smoke ,but my mind wins-

Wow,even  through the insulation of rubber and fur -

Plus a pair of white cotton socks and my toes are still cold-

Pea coat  on , collar up , go downstairs to smoke my cigarette -

This life , this is like a movie or a dream -