She holds this particular cigarette as though it is the most precious belonging in her whole known universe – perched like a thirst – ridden vampire
Curse this anything but simple addiction, downright dereliction of hers with petrifying wings stretched on strong
Why won’t you just quit leaning on in like it’s your last goddamn supper – to scupper her outright everything
Be so kind as to relinquish this nasty, all – or – nothing grasp and to breathe a little fire for yourself some time