Botanical Procedure

Perhaps the used butt you picked
from the sidewalk

with bloom of borrowed flame
will yield nightshade

jitters like a faithful fruit tree born
of grafting, now on its own, 

smacked lipstick and dried saliva
of another, only enhancing

the taste until you suck all the nic’
and leave the imp on the rich,

hard surface of the city for the next
needful plucking mouth