Cigs.
“They cause cancer.” they say.
“So does the sun..” I respond.
This conversation floats through my head as I take…another drag.
I’m sitting on the edge of my balcony,
but, it feels like somewhere else.
Night has taken over.
I can see Jupiter.
Yep, there’s *Jupiter.
It, hovers over me with this, *arrogant glow.
I take another…drag.
It’s a bit chilly tonight,
goosebumps trickle up my spine.
I smile, no one sees.
so, I smile bigger.
The cold breeze licking at my neck.
I try to absorb it as much as possible,
for I know that it won’t be long till the heat sets in.
When the heat comes, I know I will yearn for chills like these,
but they will be.. lost,
like my tan in the wintertime,
like that rambunctious puppy on the beach.
Another drag…
I understand the flow of things, but still I push..and push,
hoping that this “circle” of life will break into an infinite line,
an arrow at the tip, pointing...up perhaps?
or maybe pointing sideways so that we may dance on the horizon forever.
Until then,
I shall wear shorts in the winter, goosebumps crawling up my legs.
I’ll enjoy that, sweaty summer fling,
and smoke cigarettes for days.
And once the lost ones realize the true importance of time,
I will be with Jupiter, at the end of the infinite line.