his lips stained with nicotine

they peel like old wall paint

and when he’s nervous

he pulls at the stubborn dry skin with his teeth

feigning pain on his face

he spits out whatever he is able to rip off

the open flesh burns

then he stares at his feet to let the moment pass

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