Old Smoked Butts

        Late at night or early in the morning,
         The last of my friends have finally gone.
         Used bottles, empty cans, scattered cigarette butts-
         The party is officially over.

         We'd started drinking early,
         It went on until really late.
         Every drop of alcohol was drunk,
         Every crumb of food was munched.

         Bottles and cans stacked around,
         Plates and bowls with rotting food-
         Piled up high,
         Around the sink.

         Oh my Gawd!
         Where is it coming from?!
         What is that stink?!
         Wet cigarette butts in that space,
                   next to the dirty dishes in the sink.