Tendrils of smoke wafted and swirled upwards in a convolution of asymmetrical shapes
A rasping cough shook him to the bones eliciting from passersby repulsive gawks and gapes;
Rivulets of painful tears streamed down his eyes brushing his parched and cracked lips
With shivering fingers he put away his pack of cigarettes along with a book of matchsticks
The trinity of tiny dots on the X-Ray all but signed his death warrant sans pity
SCREW LONGEVITY!
(Word Count: 76)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#133
3 comments
That’s good, Venky.
Thanks!
🙂