Angel winged paper wafer
increased saintly virginal
but for a cricket pitch white fold line
where you sprinkle and stretch
aromas from afar,
and gently pad them down
covering the membrane paper
with finger and thumb.
Softly folding
you spin it around
with daggered tongue,
lick across
a second - white gluey cricket pitch line,
and stick.
Feel between finger and thumb
before passing to your lips
then light.
Inhale.
Smelling,
as sweet aromas,
pass into your body.
loving its glowing embarked orange tip.
Temporary relief,
until the next one.
Omitations.
1. You do not always see the gluey strip and lick the wrong side.
2. After awhile brown stains appear on your thumb & first finger.
3. Sometimes when you put it in your mouth it sticks to your lips, and when you withdraw it stays there stuck and the burning end comes off onto the back of your two first fingers.
4. You often burn your nose when lighting it.
5. You become short breathed and can’t run.
6. A black spot appears on your lung.
7. You die from lung cancer..
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