Pyro of People

I watched the way you tossed your cigarettes,
disregarding them for the trash you thought they were,
though still lit.
You inhaled them, one right after the other,
and every time, I walked behind you,
trying to put those embers out.
You hated that,
claiming fires couldn’t be set.
You’re a pyro after all.
Setting fires and discarding is what you do best.

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