Jessica Renee Dawson Poet Triolet

The Quit

Nicotine drips from his flesh,
Brawn tainted by addiction cries
Emotions enmesh—
Nicotine drips from his flesh,
With tobacco laden breath
The crinkle of burning paper dies 
Nicotine drips from his flesh—
Tissue, tainted by addiction cries

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Kenneth Roddis January 6, 2017 at 9:02 AM Hi JRD Powerful story about human frailty, using telling images tightly packed into an unusual structure. Excellent. Love from Ken in the UK

Andrea Dietrich July 6, 2013 at 2:11 PM a powerful poem. Addiction is very hard to quit. Love that final line!