it cares not what you’ll become

by Gabor G. Gyukics

a cigarette smoulders with you together
the wind comes in to fetch the smoke
looks around
what else there is to take
but rather it sniffs
shows a grimace
tears a piece off a paper bag
tips over a plastic cup
hits you in the face
pushes the curtain to the side
and
slams the window
after leaving you behind