Jaded Hours Photograph Courtesy of Jacqueline Smith these jaded hours made of shrapnel shoot the breeze: we smoke inertia born in creeks and meadows drunk, but not that way, off slender whims and slips of destiny. © Ben Ditmars 2015 Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related June 10, 2015June 10, 2015 by benditty Categories: poetryTags: jacqueline e. smith, poetry Leave a comment