Smokeless

I just found this poem when I was going through an old binder. I wrote it in college, it's about dip.

I deposit it

Gingerly

Between two tube like necessities

And salivate.

A waterfall of drool

Escapes threw a crack,

A polluted Spring.

I wretch brown bile

One of the seven

Personality fluids.

The camel passes time, incessantly

Gumming an imaginary nipple.

Real addiction

The oral fetish.

Fluid flees a cleft chin

Stars double

Bells,

 a sound

that isn’t…