Construction

Lately I've been filling

My lungs up

With so much smoke

That I've forgotten

The taste of fresh air

And maybe I'm hoping

For some kind of revelation

When I finally take in

That crystal clear oxygen;

I've seen on HGTV

That when they flip houses

Into beautiful buildings

They must first destroy;

Gut the insides

Refurbish the remains;

My body is my home

Take my self-destruction

As renovation

And turn me into

Something winsome

I no longer want to be

The skeletal remains of a

Run-down residence