Smoke

rising softly
sweetly smelling
tar and ash
knock it away
a tendril of gray
curling up to the sky
infinite in beauty
slowly dispersing
shattering a dark cyclone
of smoky ash
slender column
dark and burning
fiery thought
the horror slowly dawns
on you as
you realize
the smoke
originates in
a cigarette.






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