“smoke” by Antonia Alexandra Klimenko

in the pale blue hours of the morning
dying streetlamps
like fading dreams of ghosts
haunt lonely drifters who drag the street
nicotine fingers and tattooed promises–
the human stains of memory that burn deep

and what lingers…
how the rear-view mirror
reflected in the corner of his eye
how the light
died beneath my feet

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