SMOKING WOMAN

 

Watch me.
While I smoke my last cigarette.

Look at me in the bruises that stain my skin.
Cling to the soul as smoke clings to clothes.

Watch me.
I have no more tears to shed no words to say to justify the evil you do to me everytime.

Look at me for the last time.
Because like the smoke from my last cigarette I will disappear.

Away from you.