The Cigarette
a poem by Elyse WattsNIght time
Put on my coat
Walk outside
Pull out the pack
Light one.
The first inhale is good
The first exhale is best
Exhale a sigh of relief
from my stress.
I sit on a thrown out mattress
on a thrown out bedframe
Take a drag
The ashes glow.
A orange halo glows
— UNFINISHED