Poetica – Sniff, sniff

Dogs get acquainted

by sniffing others’ backsides

but humans sniff, too.

 

Do I mind the smells

of who and what’s around me,

or don’t I notice?

 

What will I have missed

should odors be disappeared

in mists of perfume.

 

What lies do I tell

by manipulating smell?

What seduction seek?

 

Nobody’s nose knows

other noses’ foul notions

of identity.


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