Monster
The dull grey smoke
curled from the burning
cigarette that rested in my
boyfriend's mouth and I watched
it as I took another long drink
from the bottle I held in my
hands. The light was fading
outside and I didn't care.
Tonight the bright light of the
full moon wouldn't bother me.
I just want to drown. Maybe the
lake would be better for that,
but for now, the burn of the
alcohol going down my throat
and the pungent smell of smoke
will do just fine to help me
forget what I am.
