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Nicotine


blackened chalky stems
I poke free of clay

with a straight paperclip
and blow clear under the tap

eleven in three summers’
incidental archaeology

here in Somerset
rooting bushes out

from a lost
village underground

taste the smoke
of long dead tobacco.