Airport smokers lounge
the last gasp of humanity
a cloudy glass fishbowl.
Dregs of the lonely,
we’ve all been snookered.
Smoldering grey walls
no children allowed
Here
In the bowels of hell.
Death’s fast track,
not laughing in the face
of fate
But slowly drowning
suffocating
image
an addiction
A filthy stupidity
Last one ever.
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