An Aromatic Digression

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Scent

Time has a scent, you know that it does.

You have caught it, lingering, behind your mind, between your dreams.

Spring rain, decaying leaves, blooming jasmine, dying light.

 

Time has a scent, you can smell it on your coat like menthol

cigarettes, old perfume, sex.

It is what fills our senses when everything else is grey.

It is what tells us we aren’t done yet.

 

Time has a scent, it’s bounty stinks of it.

We all stink of it.

Breathe deep…and go on.

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