On the death of a cigarette...

At the length of a costed matchstick
Finds life,wrapped off nicotine,a cigarette...



A moment's life,will end in a moment
Carrying within,the wrinkles of yesterday,for a moment...



A few sips,off a crowded smoke,confines
Some,of my lousy habit...


The thick rush of smoke,loses character
And,in a moment,unnoticed,lies forgotten
My calculated moments,some more of them...


Blended,off time,sleeps,a cold cigarette.....