She said my lips reek of nicotine
finding the curvature of them
****** and demanding,
she swore they compelled her for a taste
she swore she loved me
with her fingers crossed
her lips traced my jaw,
marking the incision
I swear the poison seeped into
my jugular
my arteries are corroded
my veins are highways
ridden with ***** needles and broken pipes
my liver left my stuff on the outskirts
of my pancreas
my stomach flipped
and is being strangled by my intestines in an effort
to swallow your goodbye.