s h

bums

 

 

 

 

cigarettes have taken the place of you

and i am constantly needing to

re-up on cartons of cancer

just to fix the fix you forgot about.

 

so i destroy my days getting

light headed

and woozy

and sick

as sick as you made me many moons ago.

 

just, inhaling all that shit...

​

you were shit,

and the best smelling shit i ever did smell.

 

but, cigarettes have taken the place of you.

and it doesn't smell like you.

it doesn't smell sweet like shit...

​

it smells worse.

 

flies don't come buzzing around my brain.

i just get partygoers

and liars

and deadbeats.

​

just ash and ill.

 

 

 

 

 

 

- sasha hinds -