You put the life between your teeth,
the tip of your tongue brushes gently against it,
and draw a breath.
Reaching two fingers and pulling it out
you look at the life,
with it's burnt edge and crumpled paper wrapping.
Watching the smoke unfurling slowly,
you contemplate leaving the life like this-
in the safety of your fingers,
away from your ever threatening mouth,
******* out all the life that is your life.
You decide against it
and slide the life back past your lips.
Breathing in, you can't help but smile,
a small,
weak,
tired smile.
You tilt your head back as life fills your lungs,
as it pumps through your veins,
diffuses into your cells.
It's smaller now, feebler.
A few ashes break away from the lit end
and glide downwards,
caught in a gust of wind.
Softly,
you press it against your lips,
dragging on your life.
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
You put the life between your teeth,
the tip of your tongue brushes gently against it,
and draw a breath.
Reaching two fingers and pulling it out
you look at the life,
with it's burnt edge and crumpled paper wrapping.
Watching the smoke unfurling slowly,
you contemplate leaving the life like this-
in the safety of your fingers,
away from your ever threatening mouth,
******* out all the life that is your life.
You decide against it
and slide the life back past your lips.
Breathing in, you can't help but smile,
a small,
weak,
tired smile.
You tilt your head back as life fills your lungs,
as it pumps through your veins,
diffuses into your cells.
It's smaller now, feebler.
A few ashes break away from the lit end
and glide downwards,
caught in a gust of wind.
Softly,
you press it against your lips,
dragging on your life.
