POETRY

Carrier

Scent brought inside, the crushed leaf
in hand lingers wet, cold
sweet
perfume folds in magazines
making me a cosmopolitan in love
and even the chemical distortions
of boat exhaust on the lake elates
elevates ugly to waterlust
transcending book musk
the text becoming body
like old bones of house
communicating age
in dust of paint

In snow, the absence of smell
resets the heart
where I begin the journey again
as a passenger of scent

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