She just needs someone to hold
so she'll grab unto anything
a pack of cigarettes
a  lighter
anything warm
anything
The filter
will graze her skin
like no fingers
ever have
and the flick
of her thumb
on the greased metal
will light a flame
the only warmth she's ever known
And she'll light up
And she'll breath in
wishing the smoke
would never come out
that it would fill her up
make her tingle
make her warm
like no one ever would