sweet, sweet nicotine.

curling fingers,

they tickle her throat,

the sweet euphoria

flavor of nicotine,

shooting arrows through her blood

on the bow of tobacco

lit with fire

embers, sparks,  and their

wispy memories

.

the ghosts of her past

waving  welcome

at her last inhale

.

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