These walls are damp.

So here is what I'm left with
stuck on the bathroom floor
with nothing but this cigarette
and the mold and grime beneath me

There is no light
for this place is poor
but a lamp to guide the way
and the heater is barely rusted

breathe heavy, breathe deep
soak the smoke into my eyes
go blind, dear God
this place is not beautiful

and the voices
in the back are always
laughing