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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