I light my cigarette,
I sit by the window,
The night greets me,
It is so peaceful and slow

I remember I'm not alone,
I hear you babbling pleasantries,
But I am wisdom in stone,
And your words are mild,
Like wind which is visiting seas

You are warming my bed,
And filling the room with your aroma,
I am soon to drop dead,
Into your sweet compelling coma

But as of now, I slice my thoughts,
Comparing all your clones,
I feel like I've never lost,
I forgot every louder moan

I clean a spot of ash,
I feel no more of that burden,
It's not my car that crashed,
I would have no excuse then

In this ecstatic state,
Something is filling me with heat,
Finishing touches are made,
I promise, I will wash my teeth.