Pack of Cigarettes
Renato Teroy

You’re about as addicting as a pack of cigarettes
Make me crazier than I usually get
So unique, sadly you’re the last one left
I’ll have to smoke you slowly and savor every breath
I inhale deep and hold you in my lungs
As I withdraw you from my lips, I still taste you on my tongue
I was beginning to think that I would need you less
But I still held you in though you were burning my chest
And ever so slowly you were killing me inside
The burning was so intense I was beginning to cry
So I finally exhaled and let you go
Watching you disperse with the rest of the smoke