Sighing deep, the aromas inhaled
curl around a memory trigger
firing bullets of the past
Heart folds around the impact as
radiators emit the smell of toast
and us, back when the world was young
Aroma of adulthood rising from the glass,
and desperate swallows drown the sting,
to disinfect the past, or bring it back
30 November 2010
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"to disinfect the past, or bring it back"
ReplyDeleteDude. You slay me.
I used to think that the radiators chuffing on smelled like oatmeal...I remember sitting in front of them in my pajamas, pretending I was getting ready for school. Funny, out of all the senses, scent is the one that triggers the most memories.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
After 15 years of boozing, I found that you CAN disinfect the past. What's left is dead, of course, but mine.
ReplyDeleteI think this may be my personal favourite so far.
ReplyDeleteA thousand images and feelings and memories...and you said it all in three verses.
ReplyDeleteI love the title and the last lines to "drown the sting..."
ReplyDeleteSome of my favourite writing comes from when a writer tries to find the words for how scent affects memory. Wonderful.