Reaper

13. smoke

13. smoke

you watched 
as the smoke
rolled through the air
and your body
fell to the ground. 

she was standing above you now, 
her eyes fixated on your broken self. 

you wanted to scream at her, 
curse her back to hell, 
but you knew if that's where she was going, 
you were going, too. 

so instead of looking
into her deadened black 
and angry eyes, 
you watched the smoke
roll behind her, 
out to the sky, 
carried by the wind 
you couldn't feel on your skin. 

it was light, 
almost like vapor,
and finally, you looked up. 

"why is the smoke black?" 

she laughed, 
"why do you think 
they call it the plague?"