everytime i hit this juul
it burns the back of my throat
the same sensation i feel
when i'm talking to you

one hit
is all i need
i succumb
to the glitter
and gold,
an unparalleled
soothing delight

a cool, light
and liberating
touch
i let go
of meaningless
thoughts
and begin my
psychedelic flight

selfless until I want you to be
always thinking of me
until you realize you can be selfish by slowly killing yourself
"nicotine is nicotine is nicotine" :
words from my own mother
holding me to a standard she won't follow.