camels and polaroids

cigarettes an abbreviation

to thoughts darkening,

a twist of  cyanide,

crushed camel packet dropped

too many smoked

mouth stale not as nature intended,

parked up

windows hazed slightly,

those words he had written down

being spoke to no one,

he could not bring himself to knock

and apologize,

over thinking a problem

made it only worse,

could they make up

or would leaving six years be easier,

he wished to be painting that

green wall again,

had she seen his car

panic a dense butterfly fluttered,

one glance a mans shape

at the downstairs window,

sudden confirmation

jerked ignition started and left

he had photographs