G.D Tobacco

My fingers tremble as my attitude worsens
I can feel my fingernails, the sides of my face
my cheeks are hot flushed, oily
I can smell again, and I don't like what I smell like
food is differant it has flavor
fuck me I need to smoke
I want to curl the camel around my tongue
spit it out and watch is dissapate
taste the marlboro man shoved in my mouth
goddamnit I want him.
Fuck I need a cigarette,
my damn fingernails hurt and my eyes tinkle,
as if tinkle was a feeling
right now it is,
my skin is crawling and I need to smoke.