Dec 10, 2004 22:33
remembering a nurse -
a fragrance that makes her cry
tears borne of relief only complete
because it's the scent imaginary,
but there's only perception
a two-clove walk across the bridge
step, scuff, spin, return
breathe in, a minor poison, breathe out
billowing curlicues hanging in air
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when i put it on i realized it smelled like mommies or aunts or the nurse who was nice to me when i was in the hospital when i was 9.
i wanted to be comforted by someone wearing that perfume and rocked to sleep.
the second stanza is what i did as a response - went for a walk and smoked.
baaah.
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cryptic is my middle name.
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