almost mental exhaust, but not

27 Apr

i was pissed off on the bus and
ready to exaggerate the feeling into a
contrived jumble of soul gripping words,
send the scribble to the transport company,
get it published in their newsletter,
do the same with greyhound and
get a free north american pass to roam and write
marketing spiel poems.
but i took a sniff instead and
got a whiff of leather mixed with juicy fruit and
fancy, obnoxious cheese.
i opened the window.
the air shut my mind up.

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3 Responses to “almost mental exhaust, but not”

  1. shreebhattessa April 27, 2014 at 10:58 am #

    love. this is so unique and intense.

    • steve April 27, 2014 at 1:57 pm #

      if you were on that bus and maybe you were, maybe we look at each other after you whiffed the same smell and we both roll our eyes and smile without saying a word. Those little stranger communications jumpstarting a day.

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