Poem: Tobacco

she lit a cigarette for the first time
it hung in between the space
of her middle and forefinger

smoke haunted the living room
where she sat crossed legged on the floor
inhaling quietly

she never took a puff
but let it burn away
because she missed the smell

it choked her and clogged her eyes
it always had
it hurt

she let it happen
the night turned grey and passed
with slightly bitter tears