Ashes

It will cost me two cigarettes,

maximum. 

Seeing smokes coming from my mouth

as if sorrows could be burnt down into ashes,

It’s the human nature to consume,

even lives, our own life. 

Burning and firing, 

the first skill we acquire in primitive ages,

feeling of conquering and devouring, 

like what eventually will happen to us.

— Z

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