No Regret

No Regret

I sit draped in linen,

my mouth sucks a cigarette.

With disheveled hair and thoughts,

I suck with no regret.

I pull my legs to my chest,

rest my chin upon my knee.

I watch the sun as it sets,

and make believe it's just for me.

Smoke snakes from my lips,

stained a vibrant red.

I smash the butt into the tray,

and return to the stranger in my bed.

Rainee

Reviews

[Nwang]

Great composition. Its gotta a good rhythm to it and your description of the scene is excellent.