the last match lit
touched to a cigarette
and a candle
(or some
dumb
romantic
thing)
needing lit cigarettes
into the long, fuckless night
(booze-hued)
the candle is important and maybe even
sacred
because tonight we are in the business of
managing
pain
see?
just
playing with sacred things
disregarding
now
in the dark
no candle now
you have unlit cigarettes
full of locked-up anesthesia
remain cool, dark and uselessly mute
is this really the time to hunt down a savior?
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