Rut

Like cancerous smoke

You fill my lungs

And sting my eyes

The tar of you sticks

To my insides

Twist your way around the room

Penetrate conversations and lives

And always disguise

Your after affects

With a smile

Grow within me

Multiply

Until there is

Just you you you

A tangle of streaky tar

Marring liver, kidneys, guts

Stuck firmly so the

Closest cuts cannot

Scrape you away

I am calmly smoking you

Down to the butt 
Of this cigarette

This love rut