Surrender

Sweet sacrifice.

Several hours a day

Spent silent.

Sad, never sulking,

Surrendering my self

And my soul

To solitude.

There’s simply no satisfaction

In sour mash and cigarettes.

Only in the subconscious images

Of her smile,

Watching whisps of smoke

Escape from her lips,

Or a bead of sweat

On her slender neck

After sex.