Tango

Tiny toes dance
entwined with wavy shag
One two cha-cha-cha-ing
There they lay
Dormant on the wicker shelf
The camel winks at me
And shouts
Some tepid cackle in the pit of my ears
Some inside joke that eases my lungs
But razes my heart
Only One!
Destroyed
Only One smoke left!
Overjoyed
Hips undulating
As I tango to the door
The air heats up as my grinding becomes heavier
My beautiful tobacco rose
Locked in a mess of lips and teeth
Being kept to myself
No lovely lady at grasp to receive it
With just one spark and a draw
Petals fall
Watching them turn that specific shade of dead gray
Stare as they majestically float away
What was once relieving now exacerbates
None!
Tear me down
No squares left!
shattered!
crooked at the sight of my happiness
As it become compressed fiberglass
relaxation flattened underfoot
the dance of thirst and hunger
aching in my feet
craving
The air cools around me
At the sight of my last cigarette
my freckled brown tango flawed
one two
no more happy cha-cha-cha

Tango

Jonathan Acosta-Rubio

New Orleans, United States

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