I longed for the noise of
fingernails
traveling my
spine; Of electric breath
giving
life to the
dead-- You came into my life
and little did you know That you were the gasoline
that would soon set fire to
The
person
I once was And how could I know
That such a pretty little flame
could destroy
an
entire
world
(we've got a love like nicotine,
you and me)