Scent

There’s something…

             sweet

in the air,
wafting,
            cutting through
                                     the putrid
             stench we leave behind
when we walk out

                  from someone’s heart.

A lingering
  
              thought;

a name

            that flutters past

            lips unannounced

into the open crevices

              beginnings slip through.

(C) Marie Meyers, 2013

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