at the end of an awry line,
what is there left t' take?
maybe some nak'd advices
or the remains of a mistake,
ashes, joint butts,
pair of dices, lil' pain,
dyin' petal an'
a meltin' snowflake;
all I know for sure is this:
next time I catch the train,
I'ma stick to the metal
— no cigarette break.
