Her fingers were throbbing
on the burning cigarette
I stepped outside and watched

I've never seen anyone
blink so slow

As her eyes closed
she took the drag
and it seemed as if
the world was so releasing
in there
As if someone were
kissing her neck
when really it was just
the calming sun
toasting her hairline

Then reality unrightfully burst
into smoke
as she breathed out
all of the other world
into this rusted steel cage
surrounding
her ungenuine happiness

Her head turned cautiously
toward me
and I sighed
and melted
back into her heart

Sometimes it is so devastating
to take that last drag

and people think it's the nicotine