there are familiar sea aromas
flowing through my mind like
the smell of forest
fire smoke;
and yet, my consciousness
knows of no such sensation and
would have prevented it, if it did;
still,
aromas persist and multiple other
scents, individually extracted, can be
associated with females of similar
persuasions and an involuntary smile
forms just below the surface of my
unsmiling face, optimistically erasing
all the names of women I know.
16jul13
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