Sweet, succulent powdery air Trails hanging from the roll in your hand
Breathe in the scent of giving up Exhale new life, dancing on your tongue
Twirl the cig' between your fingertips Drink the smoke 'till it's a mere stump
Painting abstract with each puff Is it the addiction, or choice now?
Pat the end out on tattered jeans Then toss it to the side
And when you think the pain's done Go right ahead and light another