I light another cigarette

The smells of blood and beer mixed up

Rise to my nostrils like smoke

Just another friday

The scent of chocolate fills the air

Sweet and yet nauseating

Too much, too much! Yell my senses

I have to get out of here

The sidewalk thrums under the rain

Nobody walks it

It’s despairing

I light another cigarette

I only just finished the last

But I need something to quiet

My breathing

Overhead all is grey

A mist is forming around the buildings

This town is disappearing

Under the weather

And the smoke of my cigarette

Joins the fog around me

Strands of white

Like an abstract painting

By a drunk artist

At 4 in the morning