Death invests in your lungs
in every cold blooded puff,
while you were ignoring
through calm antedotes
as advertisements aren't enough.
As you watch vehicles come and go,
thinking endlessly;
not minding those vicious
vibrations attempting to get in.
as you divert yourself
from negativism
within the inner creases grasps
in to your brain,
as you puff your fuse
until the pain is gone.
as your mantra and your smoke
become united as one.