Another deep drag,
your breasts slowly
breathe out.

The smoke curls
about you, dulling
the edges of your face.

How distant, I smiled
wryly, I look in your eyes ?

The last swirl trembles up.
a signal for our dying love ?

I stay drunk on your
tobacco drenched lips.

With a frown, you flicked
off the hellish silence
into the ash tray

I am here again with
my loneliness, broken
off by the click of your heels.