I urge my cigarette

come on, kick in,

I want to float!

the spider hides in his hole

as I blow my smoke

across his home.

one more draw

one more

the LED indicator of

my phone blinks and winks

but it’s not you

battery level at 15%

one more draw

I miss the makeshift cigarette bucket

oh well

my menthol Marlboro

would look pretentious

among the rotting

roll-up butts

it’s not you


for the many-th time I consider asking him

to forbid me writing him


it’s always me

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