cigarette burns in my favorite sweater
nasty old cough that won’t get better
as above so below
the smoke billows from out my coat
the walls yellow to match my teeth
skin that cracks like burning leaves
posture like a winding tree
freezing hands and weathered feet
addled stance and hobbled knees
the hazy memory of me
is all that’s left to wander and see
all that’s left to remember me