Price

Cigarettes cost me

In paper

But my thoughts cost me

An eternity.

Lungs filled

With particles of nothingness

Morose smoke and toxicity

Worse in the mind,

As the sky and the sea aligned- but never touched each other

The illusion of what is there, what exists

In thin air.

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