chain smoke

it's been 28 hours
since she stared at me
speechless
since I felt attractive
since I was surrounded
by people that found me interesting
that saw what I let them see
and nothing else
all they could see
was my body
not me
cigarette dripping from my lips
nicotine kiss
chain smoking
eyes rolling
as they compliment me
tell me I have a nice figure
figure
they can't figure me out
when in reality
I'm a black hole
just flesh and a pout
smoke traveling through the air
spinning
and floating
and melting away
no one has any plans
not today
not while I'm here
I'm their day
and it's okay
because I'm surrounded
surrounded by people
that think I'm okay
which makes me okay