Dripping into the ash tray

Slowing down into the night

I cannot find the words to say

So I'll watch the blood

So I'll sit in fright

Smoke rising from the ash tray

Racing the watches time

I hear the people laugh

But I cannot see

But I cannot lie

Death, results of the ash try

Black anger in distress

I sit back to let it go

And I die

And I rest