Addicted
As I take a sip of this so-called ‘cancer stick’
I feel my lungs blackening
I tilt my head back and exhale
The suffocating smoke turns into lovely ribbons
This soothing sensation only lasts for a moment, I am aware
When I end the life of this cigarette, stubbing it out
It will only be several handfuls of minutes
Before the lighter is summoned again
I am
Addicted.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2007
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