Trio No. 29

Her hair is hair
And her legs are legs
And her teeth are teeth 
And her back is back

And every morning 
She looks in the mirror
But never changes anything

A hundred a day is what I respond when someone asks if I smoke cigarettes it's not true of course but sometimes at the end of the day when my throats feels burnt and I'm brushing ash from my shirt tails it feels like a conservative estimate. 

The fluorescent lights of a CVS

The fluorescent lights of a 7-Eleven

The dim glow of the Washington monument

The headlights of a cab

The light reflecting off the asphalt and concrete 

The orange pulsing of a hundred lit cigarettes

The fluorescent lights of an elevator car


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