Poetry: He Takes a Drag

By Sara Ajemyan
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He takes a drag

One tilt, two stares.
Half moon, she drops.
Head rolls back, baffled;
He exists.

Nature overrides,
Control yourself!
He takes a hit,
He knows how to hold it.

Momentary foul play,
He’s new to it,
I could tell.

“My life is full of these moments,” he pleads.
She keeps from laughing.

She holds out,
Come into my warmth,
I will take care of it.

Get me, don’t stop.
This could be it,
The end of longing.

Question the end,
Not the beginning.
Is this the midst?

Keep it going,
Keep it loud,
It’s never loud enough.

There’s a fire inside,
Keep the frenzy going.