ALEX ANTALLY
WRITER
I'm nothing but smoke,
you roll me like a cigarette
mixing me with your tobacco,
actively adjusting me
by licking all the way along
the edge of the paper.
Now you're ready
to smoke the life out of me.
I'm nothing but smoke after all,
a dark cloud the air will take away,
fated to fey.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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