The Beautiful Obliteration of Life

This is a smokers only zone. Only you folk know this feeling. It's an awe inspiring feeling when all's good with a smoke in hand.

A butterfly sways before me
Leaving it's trail of doubtless beauty.
Smoke whirls around my tongue
And suspends itself in the air
Creating patterns
Of self disguise.
The pulling on the filter
Creates a tigling sensation on my lips
As the white music
Drifts outwards
As I exhale.
The sun reflects itself
In a pool of still water.
And with my fingertips,
I create a stirring
Of little ripples.
My wet fingers touch the ember,
And the smoke is gone,
The heat is out
And my fingers sting.
I blink at the pool,
Smile at the thought of the butterfly,
And walk back inside.

Author's Note

For all you non-smokers out there. Do yourself a favour and buy a cigarette at your nearby cancer stick outlet, light it up and smoke it while reading this. How do you feel now (apart from light headed)?

Reviews

[Rei]

I never had a cancer stick and I do not think I ever will. This was a kinda funny piece about turning something so disgusting into something so beautiful. Ofcourse I must say it was ingenius to let non smokers know how smokers feel. So we cannot just say you should quit so easily from now on. I like the imagery so passionate I almost felt I was there next to you. Thank you for writing this

[Aimee Mahathy]

Oh, I feel it dude.
I smoke, supposed to be quitting cos we're poor, but I really don't want to. >.> I have to, but don't wanna. lol And it's hard to quit when you don't want to XD
This is great, btw. I've always meant to try to capture this moment but it's been elusive.
Great job!