A Little for Later

You know you swallow a little spit to calm your throat after a long draw. And sometimes a little smoke hitches a ride, staking camp in your stomach. Then later, sometimes a while later, you burp, maybe only a little. But the smoke comes out, maybe only a little (certainly you can see it, your eyes are right there). Right there on the bench on the L, with people's holiday rush-hour crotches inches away. Did they see it, your little one-hitter puff?