Ashtrays overflowing
‘tho I just emptied them.
Damn never-ending chore.

Put one out,
light one up.
Damn never-ending dance.

Almost like skin,
the urge encases me.
Damn never-ending cloak.

Jacksons converted daily,
burned in effigy.
Damned never-ending ritual.

Warnings ignored,
smoke doesn’t always indicate fire.
Damn never-ending signals.

Rationalizations bloom thicker
than the toxic surroundings.
Damn never-ending cloud.

Death awaits with a cigarette
pursed between Her lips.
Damn never-ending destination.

Tried to stop once
twice, three times a lady,
sang with a hoarse rattle.
Damn never-ending battle.

Every respiration, a trigger.
If only I could stop breathing.
“Your wish is my command” She croons.
Damn never-ending addiction.

very nice

Nice! Good structure change at the end

Thank you both.



Structure? Am I suppose to have that in my writing? I know not of what you speak. Meters, stanzas? These things are foreign to me. I just write crap when I'm bored.