we told you what to dream

my last cigarette

I was going to drop a full box of unopened marlboro I bought on Saturday night to the bin when a knacker appeared and asked for a cigarette; he wanted to shake my hands after I’ve passed a full box to him without hesitation and when I refuse his gesture he probably haven’t realized he really don’t have to be grateful to a person who is just giving him a full box of highly addictive poison which will slowly, but surely kill him; even if it was totally free, a lucky night.