Wednesday, June 8, 2011

i roll my own cigarettes

"i roll my own cigarettes"

i walk in (eyes closed)
and

smell you from across the room
through cigarette

smoke.

(close to cathartic.)

tonight, we sink deeper into corners
lit with miserable light and rooms

that smell like cheap beer.

i'm too tired to spoil your night,
so i'll chain smoke until the sun

rises.

you stumble out heels in hand,
i walk you home.

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