orange colored cones agree with the end of my cigarettes
the smoke follows my gaze to concrete seats
and reflections of pink of blue

***** stores bring a red tint to my cheeks
as my cigarette takes me further down the street
down to where closed mouthed kisses were accepted

golden colored liquid seeps down my throat
as i try to stay in the lane i once drove down
when the movies didn't make me remember

lights stab my eyes as i stumble to my goal
green walls with melting glass and unbreakable necklaces
stimulating my senses with the smell of sweet absence

you were everywhere
now you are nowhere