Thoughts over a smoke

I want you to fade away
Like the smoke that I blow out of my nostrils and mouth towards the stratosphere
High, too high to see with the naked eye – it escapes
I make up loops inside my head
One, then another and another and another
Like smoke rings that keep going up in never ending spirals till I lose my breath and have to sit up like I was in the middle of a fucking nightmare
Yeah
I’d like you to fade away in loops, and from them
Taking most of you each time – barring those little traces of nicotine lining my lips, my lungs and the insides of my fingernails
The rush of the hoarse inhale
The slight burning sensation in my throat and at the corner of my eyes
Every single time I think of you.
The chemical reactions

Did you know we welcome 7000 chemicals into our bodies when we smoke ?
I like the thrill of you
How you wrap me under your layers
Of incoherence, hazy truths and consolations
Good things in life come with baggage
I now have invisible scars from carrying them around
You and this smoke I try and hold in my mouth till I let go
Asphyxiation
That’s the word I was looking for.

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