Olfactory
Today’s strategy was
scented items as if new
body wash, deodorant, or
mouthwash could
sage your
presence from this
house I am creaking
around in alone.
I can only hope when
you smell
grapefruit, taste
too much cream in coffee,
hear the word red or
touch the lace trim of
a silky pair your
body aches with regret.
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💔
me too
Hoping for love lost. Heartbreaking
I love “sage your;presence from this/house.” He’ll be gone, and he’ll be sorry!
The title “Olfactory” is so fantastic, but then you lead us through all the sensations. Really powerful use of the senses! This poem is an experience. Lovely!
I love this Austen!