I only emptied it
Few minutes ago
But it's already full
Guess I gotta do it again

The grey curtain gnaws
At my dying lungs
Miniature dragons swim
In the toxic clouds

Unconsciously looked up
For a minute, unattended
Devil's Advocate burns
My shaky fingers

Tray's pristine white surface
Is smudged with black burns
The changes made
Will never go back.