Coprolite

Nov 07, 2011 20:16

From a dead sleep, I wake to an unusual smell.  It is somehow familiar, yet it takes a moment for its name to surface from some dark recessed corner of my mind.  Sniff, sniff.  I keep my eyes closed, concentrating on this game:  Sniff, sniff.

My eyes pop open in recognition.  I can name that pungency in four sniffs.

It’s roses.  Well, not really.   ( Read more... )

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whipchick November 8 2011, 02:29:23 UTC
Like the description of smelling "things that are supposed to smell like roses". Like watermelon candy :)

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basric November 8 2011, 09:10:24 UTC
Everyone looks beautiful in the late night lites after 5 or 6 drinks, unfortunately daylight has a easy s crashing it.

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baxaphobia November 8 2011, 14:26:58 UTC
Definitely different! (shakes head)

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noodledays November 8 2011, 17:13:25 UTC
you incorporated some great images here.

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karmasoup November 8 2011, 20:00:22 UTC
Yes..... especially the ones that have the ability to remove their teeth! ;) Great fun, this - really cutely woven tale.

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