The Calm of a Cancer Stick

The Calm of a Cancer Stick

A Poem by Kiara

She likes to go out on nights like this
While she takes a drag from her cancer stick.
The breeze is light
And the smoke dances gracefully with the night.
The stress starts out high
But each moment brings closer a light,
More like a small coal,
Breathing her way closer to death, to home.
She breathes in poetic,
Exhales romantic.
It is calm and cool
And she is cancer's fool,
But, like all fools, her realization will be too late.
With each cancer stick, she breathes closer that date.
In this uncaring world, she inhales closer to death.
With each calm moment, she loses one more breath.

© 2014 Kiara


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