Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Ode to the Odor

this odor of distrust
is like the stench of tyres burning
in an abandoned warehouse;

this odor of regret
is like the taste of cardboard
on my salivating tongue;

this odor of irritation
is like the feel of sandpaper
on my bare shoulders,
making me squirm,
and then
in disgust!

its this thing...
this odor of something tasteless
now gone bad,
making it an unworthy guardian
of too many odor's...

distrust, regret, irritation,
all clambering for the attention
of my senses, at once
heightened by the mark of
the archer.

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