Chainsmoker

Puff, Puff smoke in air
wooden pipe in morning
Marlboro, tarred heavy in noon
hookah in the night
cycled day in and out

Twisting and jerking grey cells
to stop firing the pulse
clinging to the scent
of hair, of breathe of neck

cigarettes stick in my lips
chilling and freezing me in snow
eyes dry out, cheeks inside
how do I kill her memory ?
how should I stop calling her name?