In this stifling darkness, learn how to press.
Press your lips around your burning cigarette
let intoxicating smoke invade your lungs
the way you chase away pests, filling
their tunnels with smoke.
Press your dying bud against the ashtray,
kill the fire consuming you.
Press your fingers against your warm blooded thighs
pray that God will feel it.
Press your heart against the blade, every time he
finds an excuse
his love is no more.