Fatal Memories

The smoke wafted in
Suffocating the air.
My seat became the hot bud, and the wheel
Became the ashes.
My senses were overcome with
The sensations of a lifeless black lunged body.
As I gasped for breath, the smoke blew me to a dark night
When his clothes reeked of Marlboro and his mouth
Of a freshly lit smoke.  
As he hugged me he started to vanish;
Becoming one with the ash and then the tainted air.
I coughed and it cleared,
The blackened lungs lifting.