Smoking Stupid

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I remember her, the older girl
with plated, bronze skin.
After we made love one lonely afternoon,
she started talking about my soul,
how it was like a box of niceness, tied
with frightened pieces of cotton string.

Later, she asked me for a cigarette.
I rolled my eyes, Only for stupid folks.
She replied maybe it was time I started.

Been smoking a pack a day
with thin lips ever since.

this gave me goosebumps   :3