Thursday, December 29, 2011

That Smell

It's during those moments
When I'm grappling with a loss
and you're the only comfort
That the smell bothers me most

You hold me, and I am glad to be held
and it's just what I need
but the damned smell is there

The smell of rich men selling cancer to the poor
The smell of your life growing shorter
and our quality of life being degraded
The smell of stale cigarettes infused into your skin
over powering the wonderful smell that should be there
and adding it's scent to our best moments