an apology

cigarette poetry

I took your lighter
because it contained
the history of fire

I lit up a cigarette
melting the tobacco
into the fluid of smoke
lava pouring into my lungs
and my pupils expanded
as ripples on glass

I took a sip of tea
heavy with that coat of earth
my tongue
through its spicy furrows

at this speed
my head was dizzy
banging against
the horizons of

I was hungry
licking the enamel walls
of totality
dissolving its porticos
its buttresses
its ornaments
as my appetite
with these ecstatic

I flicked
off the ash
and walked
away with
your lighter






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