The Lab

Toothless men
Dragging long
On the third cigarette
In a row.
Telling themselves
The pack will last
Another hour.

Eyelids
Heavily weighing
On what could have been
Crystal
Clear eyes.

Oozing sores
Erupting from
Another case of
Jaundice.

Shattered bottles
And calloused feet
Of barefoot men
Walking
Back into
My
Home sweet home.