Whatever gets you through the night

She lights another Marlboro, writes another line
in her blue notebook.
She started smoking again because of the Pandemic,
because John Lennon told her: 
Whatever gets you through the night, is all right, 
all right.  She’ll quit 
when there’s no more virus. 
Another sip of mineral water mixed with wine. 

She takes another drag on her Marlboro,
tries again to get that first line right.