Short Lives

no wonder he died so young
eating handfuls of M&M's after
six rounds of bloody mary's before 10 am.
he scoffed at sleep and ridiculed
rest and relaxation; he ended up early
in the longest sleep, rest his soul.
so she smoked unfiltered cigarettes
sucking on them for solace,
a security blanket of sorts, a smoke
screen, a solitary story.
she died young, so sad to leave a
pack half full
such a waste.