You flick the ash from your cigarette
My eyes close
I flutter my eyelashes and the ash continues its journey
My tea is cold
You put your cigarette in my cup.
My tea is cold and dirty.
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poetrytosavetheworld – original work all by Molly Newhouse
You flick the ash from your cigarette
My eyes close
I flutter my eyelashes and the ash continues its journey
My tea is cold
You put your cigarette in my cup.
My tea is cold and dirty.