(076) empty pleasures

empty pleasures take their toll while she sleeps through the night. the cigarette smoke has begun to take flight, but the grass never grows. it loses its color and freezes in snow as winter arrives without warning. a phone starts to ring. it's an angel waiting to sing, but no one wants to answer it. i don't bother reading the book - i just write it, but i can't remember anything about it once i'm finished.