Suppose that all your world

Was only a cigarette dream

Incomplete secret regrets

With nothing but your heart to lose

Just an arrow lost in smoke rings

Rings of sorrow wreaths silvery blue

Formed into couplets shaped like promises 

Or calling cards

Blank,  forget names 

Overdrawn Love's forfeiture 

History's ersatz enamour 

A run on the banks

Where some souls swim forever 

Cashing in tickets of word

Less is more, nothing left to redeem

Suppose that all your world 

Was only a cigarette dream...