marlboro lights

I am no longer breathing,
I am choking on the smoke billowing from that lit cigarette she dangles oh so precariously from her lips.

She laughs,
I'm choking on these words as I spit them out of my mouth with the smoke in my lungs that I did not choose.

I would die to be near her but she shoves me aside dying to inhale the cloud around her that shrouds her and blurs her judgement,

The smoke it's becoming a haze, a fog, that isn't worth the craze.

The embers inside me are wavering, unsteady, unstable,
as my lungs cry out for air she lights another and looks into my eyes.....
burning with longing.

The ash hits the ground as my body joins it.
Withered, crumpled, and no longer of use to her.

I am just another cigarette in her purse, she lit me used me and tossed me away like an ash to the wind.

---- 11/09/16