Cig
I watch the cigarette smoke enter his lungs
wonder
if we will laugh ourselves to death or if the nicotine will take him
or if I’ll die young
not invincible
fuck healthy habits
some times there just too much discipline
my bones
feel the lightest when my body shakes in this laughter
when bad moments are laced with good jokes
there are always so many fucking good jokes
and we can laugh through the fog
and the smoke
and every reason why we shouldn’t
we speak it aloud as curse
then laugh it aloud as witches can’t be serious
I am learning
to hop off of this broom
step off of pedestal
of the knowing
how we will burn ourselves down
I am trying to not cast up love spells
but sometimes seduction is so seducing
and I fall victim to her like prey
become the predator
trap him in his own bed sheets
and still wonder how we got here
and we lay down empty bets
of who will hurt who...