Nicotine Poems - Poems about Nicotine

...The instructions were easy. Invent and draw a new kind of alien. My alien was a combination between a rodent and a dragon. I put a cigarette in its mouth and gave it black teeth. This offended th......Read the rest...

...im playing cards with pandora and she’s bleeding her hand its so painfully obvious i see her grand plan, because calamities hit a set and she’s feeling alright but theres one card left im hold......Read the rest...

...im playing cards with pandora and she’s bleeding her hand its so painfully obvious i see her grand plan, because calamities hit a set and she’s feeling alright but theres one card left im hold......Read the rest...

... The space is smaller than what was measured by memory, the stained glass windows much less vibrant compared to what glowed brightly in the light of back then. The pews have been worn down ......Read the rest...

...I'm addicted to the sound of Of silence Like the wind blowing on cold morning Oho yes !!! I'm addicted If words would define what this is it wouldbe just total ??silence ?? . I'm addi......Read the rest...

...In the visiting room evening's ebony is shellacking everything. He sits across from me at the sable-shaded table, in shades, pours black coffee pungent as the Gauloises he smokes, his sun-starved ......Read the rest...

...The woman in the next booth was gorgeous Ronnie started to introduce himself Then he saw the cigarette His mother had been a smoker He could not abide the stench of it The smell of nicotine cu......Read the rest...

...In just two weeks I will attain the body divine Eat my greens, attempt a sit up or two... If only I'd lay off reduced aisle wine Replace old habits with a nicotine chew. I should take this day......Read the rest...

...On a dusty, hot black road, I wipe a tear from my face With the smell of loneliness. Sleepless nights, Days without work, I greet the evening with The smoke of nicotine in my eyes. A......Read the rest...

...Of lollipops that taste sour, I dream of Streetlights that flicker and fall, I Dream of descending down a familiar Path, I dream of glittering rubies; I dream of whispering words washing Over me......Read the rest...

...Confident Frenchie She sits like a man With one leg up high Bent at the knee She smokes like a man too Thinking it is sexy Not realizing how horrible nicotine smells Not caring either......Read the rest...

...when I met you, I was dying. for the very first time in my life, but certainly not the last- you made sure of that when I met you I was dying. I hadn’t eaten in three months and my body was a vandal......Read the rest...

...I lie here in an empty freezing prison cell, Alone apart from the black mirror in my hands. How long I have been here I couldn't say, A prisoner and jailor with the key in one. You're my nico......Read the rest...

...menthol cigarettes / messy journals / propane torches / unfinished poems / broken promises / black bandana / clock rings / thrift shops / candle wax / stolen books / peach nehi / ......Read the rest...

...There is something about this boy; Something my grandma once said, I would find in only one man in a million. Something so mysterious; like difficult to understand; Like tricky to figure out lik......Read the rest...