Lungs

Lungs
Lungs
Squishy and pink
if you're lucky.
Why do you betray me?
I just want
you to work.
The coughing
is getting old.
And then I remember
Grandma,
your lungs gave out on you too
only you smoked
and your lungs
turned into shriveled
black masses.
I miss you.
You would have
been proud to know
that I'm graduating
with honors.
You would have loved to
be here, but
your lungs couldn't
take it.