bouquet

this poem smells

of the delian league

a week last-sunday

& cauliflower cheese





this poem smells

of neptune's moons

all 14 of the beggars

& confused afternoons





this poem smells

of your uncle's first car

the shipping forecast

a candle maker's memoir





plus this poem smells

of the kitchen sink

so when every scent has blended

- THIS POEM STINKS

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