Smoke Burns Softly
Smoke burns softly in my lungs,
like it found a home there long ago
It doesn’t bother me anymore,
because I’ve learned to live with
the feeling, this melancholy,
the temporary afterglow,
a lit matchstick snuffed out
But it still burns —
the pain of yesterday
eating at the present
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