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.