Smoke invades through my closet, it fills up the bathroom, it lingers in the hall, be it 7am or a few minutes before tomorrow- midweek.
It is a nuisance. -Lice.
My head is made unacceptably thicker from the smell in the air.
Call the cops. Slaughter, as cattle, by severing the spinal cord.
If only. If only. Magari.