I watch him work meticulously

His hands wrapping that object

Pull and tear

He wraps it with some more tape

Pull and tear

This action coincides with puff and puff

An inhale followed by an exhale

With every inhale

A singed alveoli

With every exhale

A choking cloud

Then I notice that as the tape roll loses circumference

The cigarette loses length

Length, a measurement

Not only of distance but of life

With each puff and puff

The cigarette shrinks

The attractive, addicting glow

Leaves nothing but a trail of ash

Destruction in that which was its path

What happens when the glow reaches

The End