Just Another Cigarette

...just another cigarette that doesn’t taste quite right...

...just another wisp of smoke exhaled with remorse and a vow to quit while my lungs are still just a lovely gray…

…and once more inspiration flutters away…and once more you’re dragged back into reality and you have to be productive and smile and exchange pleasantries, and another day will pass by and time will seem to fly dragging your life along with it…

…till the next cigarette is lit…