01. “marlboro”
you take up smoking because
you need something besides
the obvious
to destroy yourself with, to
set alight and
exhale.
he says, frowning, “you
should stop, it’ll kill you” and
you want to say,
“that’s the point.”
the splinters of every word
you’ve ever wanted to say
to him
are hiding caught behind your teeth.
you want to say,
“you’ll kill me before the cigarettes do.”
you want to say,
“come take the smoke from my lungs.”
you want him to use his tongue to
kill your demons.
if he throws these away
like last time, you’re prepared with
an extra pack in your suitcase,
beneath the wrinkled shirts
and bad weather.
the lighter is always
his hands.
(via lagerthan)
