Monday, January 14, 2008

Cigarette

I was your cigarette.
You put a match to me and let me smolder.
Breathing me in, taking me into your lungs and bloodstream
Then out again, and with every breath you changed.
You smoked me down to the filter
Then tossed me to the sidewalk, to sputter into ashes.

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